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ADDITIONAL HYMNS, 



WITH SELECTIONS FROM 



"HYMNS, ANCIENT AND MODERN," 



AND 



HYMNS FOR CHURCH AND HOME/ 



PREPARED FOR USE IN THE CONGREGATIONS OF THE 

V 

PROTESTANT EPISCOPAL CHURCH IN THE 
UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. 



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PHILADELPHIAr 
J. B. LIPPINCOTT & CO 

1870. 






Entered, according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1869, by 
J. B. LIPPINCOTT & CO^ 

in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the 
Eastern District of Pennsylvania. 



PREFACE. 



This volume consists, as its title imports, of the "Ad- 
ditional Hymns set forth by the House of Bishops in 
General Convention, October, 1865, to be used in the 
Congregations of the Protestant Episcopal Church in 
the United States of America," and of Selections from 
*' Hymns, Ancient and Modern," and "Hymns for 
Church and Home," made at the request of several of 
the Bishops for use in their respective Dioceses. The 
following have decided to authorize its use : 

Rt. Ret. THOMAS M. CLARK, D. D., Bishop of Rhode Island. 
Rt. Rev. G. T. BEDELL, D. D., Assistant Bishop of Ohio. 
Rt. Rev. A. C. COXE, D. D., Bishop of Western New York. 
Rt. Rev. B. B. SMITH, D. D., Bishop of Kentucky. 
Rt. Rev. C. P. McILYAINE, D.D., Bishop of Ohio. 
Rt. Rev. ALFRED LEE, D. D., Bishop of Delaware. 
Rt. Rev. JOHN JOHNS, D.D., Bishop of Virginia. 
Rt. Rev. MANTON EASTBURN, D.D., Bishop of Massachusetts. 
Rt. Rev. JOHN WILLIAMS, D. D., Bishop of Connecticut. 
Rt. Rev. T. F. DAYIS, D.D., Bishop of Smth Carolina. 
Rt. Rev. THOMAS ATKINSON, D.D., Bishop of North Carolina 
Rt. Rev. HENRY W. LEE, D.D., Bishop of Iowa. 
Rt. Rev. ALEXANDER GREGG, D.D., Bishop of Texas. 
Rt. Rev. WM. B. STEVENS, D. D., Bishop of Pennsylvania, 
Rt. Rev. THOMAS H. VAIL, D. D., Bishop of Kansas. 
Rt. Rev. GEO. M. RANDALL, D.D., Miss. Bishop of Colorado, etc. 
Rt. Rev. J. B. KERFOOT, D.D., Bishop of Pittsburg. 
Rt. Rev. GEO. D. CUMMINS, J). J)., Assistant Bishop of Kentucky. 
Rt. Rev. F. M. WHITTLE, D. D., Assistant Bishop of Virginia 

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ADDITIONAL HYMNS. 



REDEMPTION. 

Hymn 213. H 4 

"DLOW ye the trumpet, blow; 
■^ The gladly-solemn sound ! 
Let all the nations know. 

To earth's remotest bound, 
The year of jubilee is come; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

2 Jesus, our great High Priest, 

Hath full atonement made : 
Ye weary spirits, rest ; 

Ye mournful souls, be glad ; 
The year of jubilee is come; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home, 

3 Extol the Lamb of God, 

The sin-atoning Lamb ; 
Redemption by his blood 

Throughout the world proclaim : 
The year of jubilee is come; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 



REDEMPTION. 

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 

Your liberty receive, 
And safe in Jesus dwell, 

And blest in Jesus live: 
The year of jubilee is come; 
Keturn, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

5 Ye who have sold for naught 

Your heritage above, 
Receive it back unbought. 

The gift of Jesus' love : 
The year of jubilee is come; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

6 The gospel trumpet hear, 

The news of heavenly grace; 
And, saved from earth, appear 

Before your Saviour's face: 
The year of jubilee is come; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 



Hymn 214. C. M. 

'THERE is a fountain filled with blood 
-^ Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; 
And sinners plunged beneath that flood 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
That fountain in his day; 
And there may I, as vile as he, 
Wash all my sins away. 



THE CHURCn. 5 

3 Dear, dying Lamb, Thy precious blood 

Shall never lose its power, 
Till all the ransomed church of God 
Be saved, to sin no more. 

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 

Thy flowing wounds supply. 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be till I die. 

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 

I'll sing Thy power to save; 
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
Li<^s silent in the grave. 



1 THE CHURCH. 

Hymn 215. HI. 3. 

* rj_LORIOUS things of thee are spoken, 
^ Zion, city of our God: 
He, whose word cannot be broken. 

Formed thee for his own abode; 
On the rock of ages founded. 

What can shake thy sure repose? 
With salvation's walls surrounded. 

Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 

2 See, the streams of living waters, 
^ Springing from eternal love, 

W Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
And all fear of want remove; 
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6 THE CHURCH. 

Who can feint while such a river 
Ever flows their thirst t' assuage? 

Grace, which like the Lord, the Giver^ 
Never foils from age to age. 

3 Round each habitation hovering, 

See the cloud and fire appear, 
For a glory and a covering, 

Showing that the Lord is near. 
Blest inhabitants of Zion, 

Washed in the Redeemer's blood! 
Jesus, whom their souls rely on. 

Makes them kings and priests to God 

4 Saviour, if of Zion's city 

I through grace a member am, 
Let the world deride or pity, 

I will glory in Thy name: 
Fading is the worldling's pleasure, 

All his boasted pomp and show; 
Solid joys and lasting treasure. 

None but Zion's children know. 



Hymn 21G. C. M 

pOME, let us join our friends above, 
^ That have obtained the prize. 
And on the eagle wings of love, 
To joys celestial rise : 

Let all the saints terrestrial sing. 

With those to glory gone: 
For all the servants of our King, 

In earth and heaven, are one. 



THE CHURCH. 7 

3 One family, we dwell in Him; 

One church above, beneath; 
Though now divided by the stream, — 
The narrow stream of death. 

4 One army of the living God, 

To His command we bow; 
Part of His host have crossed the flood, 
And part are crossing now, 

5 Ten thousand to their endless home. 

This solemn moment fly; 
And we are to the margin come, 
And we expect to die. 

8 Then, Lord of Hosts, be Thou our Guide, 
And we, at Thy command. 
Through waves that part on either side, 
Shall reach Thy blessed land. 



Hymn 217. C. M 

T^HE Son of God goes forth to war, 
-*- A kingly crown to gain; 
His blood-red banner streams afar: 
Who follows in His train? 

2 Who best can drink His cup of woe, 
And triumph over pain. 
Who patient bear His cross below, 
He follows in His train. 



8 THE CHURCH. 

3 The martyr first, whose eagle eye 

Could pierce beyond the grave. 
Who saw his Master in the sky, 
And called on Him to save. 

4 Like Him, with pardon on his tongue, 

In midst of mortal pain, 
He prayed for them that did the wrong : 
Who follows in His train? 

5 A glorious band, the chosen few. 

On whom the Spirit came: 
Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, 
And mocked the cross and flame. 

6 They met the tyrant's brandished steel, 

The lion's gory mane; 
They bowed their necks the death to feel ; 
Who follows in their train? 

7 A noble army, men and boys. 

The matron and the maid. 
Around the Saviour's throne rejoice. 
In robes of light arrayed. 3^^| 

8 They climl:'ed the dizzy steep of heaven. 

Through peril, toil, and pain; 
Oh God! to us may grace be given 
To follow in their train! 



ADVENT. 9 

ADVENT. 

Hymn 218. HI 3 

FT ARK ! a thrilling voice is sounding ; 
^^ '^Christ is nigh!" it seems to say, 
'^Cast away the works of darkness, 
O ye children of the day!" 

2 Wakened by the solemn warning. 

Let the earth-bound soul arise; 
Christ, our Sun, all sloth dispelling, 
Rises in the morning skies. 

3 Lo! the Lamb, so long expected. 

Comes with pardon down from heaven- 
Let us haste, in godly sorrow, 

Through His blood to be forgiven. 

4 So when next He comes with glory, 

Wrapping all the earth in fear. 
May we by His love be shielded! 
May He to forgi^^e draw near! 



Hymn 219. Ill B 

OEE, He comes! whom every nation, 
^ Taught of God, desired to see. 
Filled with hope and expectation 
That He would their Saviour be. 



10 ADVENT. 

Sing! oh sing, with exultation! 

Haste we to our Father's home! 
Peace, redemption, joy, salvation. 

Now from heaven to earth are come ! 

2 See, He comes! whom kings and sages, 

Prophets, patriarchs of old, 
Distant climes, and countless ages, 

Waited eager to behold. 
Sing! oh sing with exultation! 

Haste we to our Father's home! 
Peace, redemption, joy, salvation. 

Now from heaven to earth are come! 

3 See! the Lamb of God appearing! 

God of God, from heaven above! 
See the heavenly Bridegroom cheering 

His own Bride with words of love! 
Glory to the Eternal Father, 

Gloiy to the Incarnate Son, 
Glory to the Holy Spirit, 

Glory to the Three in One! 

Hymn 220. C. M 

\rO\V gird your patient loins again, 
■^^ Your wasting torches trim! 
The chief of all the sons of men, 
Who will not welcome Him? 

2 Rejoice, the hour is near! At length 
The Journeyer, on His way. 
Comes in the greatness of His strength, 
To keep His festal day. 



ADVENT. 11 

3 Oh let the streams of solemn thought 

Which in His temples rise. 
From deeper sources spring, than aught 
Born of the changing skies. 

4 Then, though the summer's pride departs, 

And winter's withering chill 
Rests on the cheerless woods, our hearts 
Shall be unchanging still. 

Hymn 221. C. M. 

ANCE more, O Lord, Thy sign shall be 
^ Upon the heavens displayed, 
And earth and its inhabitants 

Be terribly afraid: 
For, not in weakness clad. Thou com 'st. 

Our woes, our sins to bear. 
But girt with all Thy Father's might, 

His judgment to declare. 

2 The terrors of that awful day, 

Oh! who can understand? 
Or who abide, when Thou in wrath 

Shalt lift Thy holy hand? 
The earth shall quake, the sea shall roar 

The sun in heaven grow pale; 
But Thou hast sworn, and wilt not change. 

Thy faithful shall not fail. 

3 Then grant us. Saviour, so to pass 
Our time in trembling here, 

That when upon the clouds of heaven 
Thy glory shall appear, 



12 ADVENT. 

Uplifting high our joyful heads, 
In triumph we may rise, 

And enter, with Thine angel train, 
Thy palace in the skies. 



Hymn 222. L M 

TTOSANNA to the living Lord! 
-■-*- Hosanna to th' incarnate Word ! 
To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, 
Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing. 

2 Hosanna, Lord! Thine angels cry; 
Hosanna, Lord! Thy saints reply. 
Above, beneath us, and around. 

The dead and living swell the sound. 

3 O Saviour! with protecting care. 
Return to this. Thy house of prayer: 
Assembled in Thy sacred name. 
Here we Thy parting promise claim. 

4 But chiefest in our cleansed breast. 
Eternal! bid Thy Spirit rest; 
And make our secret soul to be 

A temple pure, and worthy Thee. 

5 So, in the last and dreadful day. 

When earth and heaven shall melt away, 
Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain. 
Shall swell the sound of praise again. 



CHRISTMAS. 13 



CHRISTMAS. 

Hymn 223. III. 3. 

TTAIIK! what mean those holy voices, 
-^-^ Sweetly sounding through the skies? 
Lo! th' angelic host rejoices; 
Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 

2 Cherubs tell the wondrous story, 

Joyous seraphim reply, 
''Glory in the highest, glory! 
Glory be to God most high ! 

3 Peace on earth, good-will from Heavea, 

Reaching far as man is found; 
Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven ! 
Loud our grateful harps shall sound. 

4 Christ is born, the great Anointed; 

Heaven and earth His praises sing! 
Oh receive whom God appointed. 
For your Prophet, Priest, and King! 

Hasten, mortals, to adore Him; 

Learn His name to magnify. 
Till in heaven ye sing before Him, 

Glory be to God most high!" 

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14 NEW YEAR. 



NEW YEAR. 

Hymn 224. ni. 1 

WHILE with ceaseless course the sun 
Hasted through the former year, 
Many souls their race have run, 
Never more to meet us here: 
Fixed in an eternal state, 

They have done with all below; 
We a little longer wait, 

But how little, none can know. 

2 As the winged arrow flies 

Speedily the mark to find;^ 
As the lightning from the skies ^ 

Darts, and leaves no trace behind, 
Swiftly thus our fleeting days 

Bear us down life's rapid stream; 
Upward, Lord, our spirits raise ; 

All below is but a dream. 

3 Thanks for mercies past receive; 

Pardon of our sins renew; ^ 
Teach us henceforth how to live 

With eternity in view: 
Bless Thy word to young and old; 

Fill us with a Saviour's love; 
And when life's short tale is told, 

May we dwel with Thee above. 



EPIPHANY. 15 

EPIPHANY. 

Hymn 225. P. M. 

T) RIGHTEST and best of the Boiis of the 
^ morning ! 

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine 
aid! 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 

2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are 
shining ; 

Low lies His head w^ith the beasts of the 
stall : 
Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, 
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 

3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, 
K Odors of Edom, and offerings divine. 

Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the 
ocean. 
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the 
mine ? 



1 V^ainly we offer each ample oblation. 

Vainly with gifts would His favor se« 
cure; 
Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration. 
Dearer to God are the prayers of the 
poor. 



16 LENT. 

5 Brightest and best of the sons of the 
morning ! I 

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine 
aid! ^ ^ 

Star of the East, the horizon adorning, "i 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 



LENT 



Hymn 226. P. M. 

TESTIS, let Thy pitying eye 
^ Call back a wandering sheep: 
Prone, like Peter, to deny, 

Like Peter, I would weep. 
Let me be by grace restored ; 

On me be all long-suffering shown; 
Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, 

Repentance to impart. 
Give me, through Thy dying love, 

The humble, contrite heart; 
Give what I have long implored, 

A portion of Thy grief unknown ; 
Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

3 For Thine own compassion's sake 

The gracious wonder show; 



LENT. 17 

Cast my sins behind Thy back, 
And wash me white as snow: 

Let Thy pity help afford, 

And while I do myself bemoan, 

Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 
And break my heart of stone. 



Hymn 227, L M 

"jV/FY dear Redeemer and my Lord, 
^^ I read my duty in Thy word; 
But in Thy life the law appears. 
Drawn out in living characters. 

Such was Thy truth and such Thy zeal. 
Such deference to Thy Father's will. 
Such love, and meekness so d'vine, 
I would transcribe and make them mine. 

Cold mountains and the midnight air 
Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer; 
The desert Thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict, and Thy victory too. 

Be Thou my pattern, make me bear 
More of Thy gracious image here ; 
Then God the Judge shall own my name 
Among the followers of the Lamb. 

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18 PASSION WEEK. 



PASSION WEEK. 

Hj mn 228. 

A LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed ? 
-^ And did my Sovereign die? 
Would He devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I? 



2 Was it for crimes that I have done 

He groaned upon the tree? 
' Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in, 
When God, the mighty Maker, died, 
For man, the creature's sin. 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 

While His dear cross appears, 
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness. 
And melt mine eyes in tears. 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 

The debt of love I owe: 
Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
'Tis all that I can do. 



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PASSION WEEK. 19 

Hymn 229. Ill 3 

HAIL, Thou once despised Jesus, 
Hail, Thou Galilean King; 
Thou didst suffer to release us; 

Thou didst free salvation bring! 
Hail, Thou agonizing Saviour, 

Bearer of our sin and shame; 
By Thy merit find we favor; 
Life is given through Thy name. 

Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 

All our sins on Thee were laid ; 
By almighty love anointed, 

Thou hast full atonement made. 
A.11 Thy people are forgiven. 

Through the virtue of Thy blood. 
Opened is the gate of heaven, 

Man is reconciled to God. 

Jesus, low we bow before Thee, 

Mediator glorified ! 
A.11 the heavenly hosts adore Thee, 

Seated at Thy Father's side; 
There for sinners Thou art pleading, 

There Thou dost our place prepare; 
Ever for us interceding. 

Till in glory we appear. 

Worship, honor, power, and blessing 

Thou art worthy to receive; 
Loudest praises, never ceasing. 

Meet it is for us to give. 



20 GOOD FRIDAY. 

Help, ye bright angelic spirits, 
Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; 

Help to sing our Saviour's merits. 
Help to chant Emmanuel's praise. 



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GOOD FRIDAY. 



Hymn 230. HI. 2 

r^ O to dark Gethsemane, 

^ Ye that feel the tempter's power, 

Your Redeemer's conflict see, 

Watch with Him one bitter hour; 
Turn not from His griefs away, 
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 

2 Follow^ to the judgment hall ; 

View the Lord of life arraigned; 
Oh, the wormwood and the gall ; 

Oh, the pangs His soul sustained! 
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss ; 
Learn of Him to bear the cross. 

Calvary's mournful mountain climb ; 

There, adoring at His feet, 
Mark the miracle of time, 

God's own sacrifice complete; 
" It is finished !" — hear Him cry ; 
Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 



GOOD FRIDAY. 21 

Hymn 231. II. 6. 

/"jH, sacred head, now wounded! 

^ With grief and shame weighed down ! 

Oh, sacred brow, surrounded 

With thorns, Thy only crown ! 
Oh, sacred head, what glory. 

What bliss, till now was Thine ! 
Yet though despised and gory, 

I joy to call Thee mine. 

On me, as Thou art dying, 

Oh turn Thy pitying eye! 
To Thee for mercy crying, 

Before Thy cross I lie. 
Thy grief and Thy compassion 

Were all for sinners' gain; 
Mine, mine was the transgression, 

But Thine the deadly pain. 

What language shall I borrow 

To praise Thee, dearest Friend^ 
For this. Thy dying sorrow, 

Thy pity without end! 
Oh, make me Thine for ever, 

And should I fainting be, 
Lord, let me never, never. 

Outlive my love to Thee. 

1 Be near when I am dying; 
Oh, show Thy cross to me! 
And to my succor flying, 
ft Come, Lord, and set me free, 



22 GOOD FRIDAI. 

These eyes new faith receiving, 
From Thine eyes shall not move; 

For he who dies believing 
Dies safely through Thy love. 

Hymn 232. 

nnHE atoning work is done, 
^ The Victim's blood is shed, 
And Jesus now is gone 

His people's cause to plead; 
He stands in heaven their great High Priest, 
And bears their names upon His breast. 

2 He sprinkles with His blood 

The mercy-seat above; 
For justice had withstood 

The purposes of love; 
But justice now withstands no more, 
And mercy yields her boundless store, 

3 jS^o temple made with hands, 

His place of service is; 
In heaven itself He stands ; 

A Heavenly Priesthood His. 
In Him the shadows of the law 
Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw. 

i And though awhile He be 

Hid from the eyes of men. 
His people look to see 

Their great High Priest again ; 
In brightest glory He will come, 
And take His waiting people home. 



EASTER. 23 

EASTEE. 

Hymn 233. HI l 

TESUS Christ is risen to-day, 

Our triumphant holiday; 
Who did once upon the cross 
Suffer to redeem our loss. 

Hallelujah ! 

2 Hymns of praise then let us sing 
Unto Christ, our heavenly King; 
Who endured the cross and grave, 
Sinners to redeem and save. 

Hallelujah ! 

3 But the pains which He endured 
Our salvation have procured; 
Now above the sky He's King, 
Where the angels ever sing, 

Hallelujah ! 



.\ ^CENSION. 

Hymn 234. HI i 

TTAIL the day that sees Him rise, 
-*-^ Glorious, to His native skies! 
Christ, awhile to mortals given. 
Enters now the highest heaven. 



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24 ASCENSION. 

2 There for Him high triumph waits; 
Lift your heads, eternal gates! 
Conqueror over death and sin, 
Take the King of glory in. 

3 Lo, the heaven its Lord receives! 
Yet He loves the earth He leaves: 
Though returning to His throne, 
Still He calls mankind His own. 

4 Still for us He intercedes, 

His prevailing death He pleads; 
Ifear Himself prepares our place. 
Great Forerunner of our race. 

5 Lord, though parted from our sight, 
Far above yon azure height, 
Grant our hearts may thither rise 
Following Thee beyond the skies. 

6 Master (will we ever say,) 
Taken from our head to-day. 
See Thy faithful servants, see, 
Ever gazing up to Thee. 



Hymn 235. L. M. 

TI/'HEEE high the heavenly temple 

^ ' stands, 

The house of God not made with hands, 
A great High-Priest our nature wears. 
The guardian of mankind appears. 



WHITSUNDAY. 25 

2 Though now ascended up on high, 
He bends to earth a brother's eye; 
Partaker of the human name. 

He knows the frailty^ of our frame, 

3 Our fellow-sufferer yet retains, 
A fellow-feeling for our pains; 
And still remembers, in the skies, 
His tears. His agonies, and cries. 

4 In every pang that rends the heart, 
The Man of sorrows had a part; 
He sympathizes in our grief. 

And to the sufferer sends relief. 

5 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, 
Let us make all our sorrows known. 
And ask the aids of heavenly power, 
To help us in the evil hour. 



WHITSUNDAY. 

Hymn 236. L. M 

CREATOR Spirit! by whose aid 
^ The world's foundations first were laid, 
Come, visit every waiting mind; 
Come, pour Thy joys on human kind. 

2 Thrice Holy Fount, thrice Holy Fire, 
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; 
Come, and Thy sacred unction bring 
To sanctify us while we sing. 



26 WHITSUNDAY. 

3 O Source of uncreated light, 
The Father's promised Paraclete! 
From sin and sorrow set us free. 
And make us temples worthy Thee 

4 Our frailties help, our vice control, 
Subdue the senses to the soul; 
And when rebellious they are grownj 
Then lay Thy hand and hold them down 

5 Chase from our minds th' infernal foe. 
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow; 
And lest our feet should step astray, 
Protect and guide us in the way. 

6 Make us eternal truths receive, 
And practice all that we believe; 
Give us Thyself, that we may see 
The Father and the Son, by Thee. 



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Hymn 237. S. M. 

T OPD God, the Holy Ghost, 
-^ In this accepted hour. 
As on the day of Pentecost, 

Descend in all Thy power; 
We meet with one accord 

In our appointed place. 
And wait the promise of our Lord, 

The Spirit of all grace. 

2 Like mighty, rushing wind 
Upon the waves beneath, 
Move w^ith one impulse every mind, 
One soul one feeling breathe: 



WHITSUNDAY. 27 

The young, the old inspire 

With wisdom from above ^ 
And give us hearts and tongues of fire 

To pray, and praise, and love. 

3 Spirit of Light, explore. 

And chase our gloom away, 
With lustre shining more and more 

Unto the perfect day: 
Spirit of Truth be Thou 

In life and death our guide; 
O Spirit of Adoption, now 

May we be sanctified. 

Hymn 238. C. M 

OPIEIT of Truth! on this Thy day 
^ To Thee for help we cry, 
To guide us through the dreary way 
Of dark mortality. 

2 We ask not, Lord, the cloven flame 

Or tongues of various tone; 
But long Thy praises to proclaim. 
With fervor in our own. 

3 We mourn not that prophetic skill 

Is found on earth no more; 
Enough for us to trace Thy will 
In Scripture's sacred lore. 

4 Though tongues shall cease and power decay, 

And knowledge empty prove. 
Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay 
With faith, with hope, with love. 



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TRINITY SUNDAY. 



TRINITY SUNDAY 
Hymn 239. 



Ill 5 



TTOLY Father, great Creator, 
• -*-^ Source of mercy, love, and peace, 
Look upon the Mediator, 

Clothe us with His righteousness; 

Heavenly Father, 
Through the Saviour, hear and bless. 

2 Holy Jesus, Lord of Glory, 

Whom angelic hosts proclaim, 
While we hear Thy wondrous story, 
Meet and worship in Thy name. 

Dear Redeemer, 
In our hearts Thy peace proclaim. 

3 Holy Spirit, Sanctifier, 

Come with unction from above. 
Raise our hearts to raptures higher. 
Fill them wdth the Saviour's love! 

Source of comfort, 
Cheer us ^vith the Saviour's love. 



God the Lord, through every nation 
Let Thy wondrous mercies shine ! 

In the song of Thy salvation 
Every tongue and race combine! 

Great Jehovah, 
Form our hearts and make tliem Thine. 



TRINITY SUNDAY. 29 

Hymn 240, P. M 

'THOUj whose Almighty word 
-^ Chaos and darkness heard, 

And took their flight! 
Hear us, we humbly pray. 
And where the gospel day 
Sheds not its glorious ray, 

Let there be light! 

2 Thou who didst come to bring 
On Thy redeeming wing 

Healing and sight, 
Health to the sick in mind, 
Light to the spirit-blind, 
Oh, now to all mankind 

Let there be light! 

3 Spirit of Truth and Love, 
Life-giving, holy Dove, 

Speed forth Thy flight! 
Move on the water's face. 
Spreading the beams of grace, 
And in earth's darkest place 

Let there be light! 

4 Blessed and Holy Three, 
Glorious Trinity, 

Grace, Love, and Light! 
Through the world, far and wide, 
Boundless as ocean's tide 
Rolling in fullest pride, 

Let there be light! 

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^0 THANKSGIVING DAY. 

THANKSGIVING DAY. 

Hyimi 241. L. M 

r^ HEAT Godj as seasons disappear, 
^ And changes mark the rolling year ; 
As time with rapid pinions flies, 
May every season make us wise. 

2 Long has Thy favor crowned our days, 
And summer shed again its rays ; 
No deadly cloud our sky has veiled; 
No blasting winds our path assailed. 

3 Our harvest months have o'er us rolled, 
And filled our fields with waving gold ; 
Our tables spread, our garners stored ! 
Where are our hearts to praise the Lord ? 

4 The solemn harvest comes apace, 
The closing day of life and grace; 
Time of decision, awful hour ! 
Around it let no tempests lower ! 

5 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine. 
Like stars in heaven to rise and shine ; 
Then shall our happy souls above 
Reap the full harvest of Thy love! 



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Hymn 242. TI. 4. 

"DEFORE the Lord we bow, 
^ The God who reigns above, 
And rules the world below, 
Boundless in power and I've. 
Our thanks we bring 
In joy and praise. 
Our hearts we raise 
To heaven's high King 

2 The nation Thou hast blest 

May well Thy love declare 
From foes and fears at rest, 
Protected by Thy care. 
For this fair land, 
For this bright day. 
Our thanks we pay — 
Gifts of Thy hand. 

3 May every mountain height, 

Eacli vale and forest green. 
Shine in Thy word's pure light, 
And its rich fruits be seen ! 
May every tongue 
Be tuned to praise, 
And join to raise 
A grateful song. 

4 Earth ! hear thy Maker's voice, 

The great Redeemer own, 
Believe, obey, rejoice, 

And worship Him alone; 



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CONFIRMATION. 



Cast down thy pride, 

Thy sin deplore, 

And bow before 
The Crucified. 

And when in power He comeSj 

Oh, may our native land. 
From all its rending tombs. 
Send forth a glorious band; 
A countless throng 
Ever to sing 
To heaven's high King 
Salvation's song. 



CONFIEMATION. 



Hymn 243, 

lyrY faith looks up to TLv.e, 
^^ Thou Lamb of Calvary, 

Saviour divine! 
Now hear me while I pray: 
Take all my guilt away; 
Oh, let me from this day 

Be wholly Thine. 

2 May Thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart, 
My zeal inspire; 



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CONFIRMATION. 33 

As Thou hast died for me, 
Oh, may my love to Thee 
Pure, warm, and changeless be, 
A living fire. 

Vv^hile life's dark maze I tread, 
And griefs around me spread, 

Be Thou my guide; 
Bid darkness turn to day; 
Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
Nor let me ever stray 

From Thee aside. 

Hymn 244. C. M 

Y God, accept my heart this day. 



And make it always Thine, 
That I from Thee no more may stray, 
No more from Thee decline. 

2 Before the cross of Him who died, 
& Behold, I prostrate fall ; 

B Let every sin be crucified, 
P Let Christ be all in all. 

3 Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace, 

Adopt me for Thine own; 
That I may see Thy glorious face, 
And worship at Thy throne. 

4 May the dear blood once shed for me 

My blest atonement prove; 
That I from first to last may be 
The purchase of Thy love! 



34 THE LORD S SUPPER. 

5 Let every thought, and work, aud word, 
To Thee be ever given; 
Then life shall be Thy service, Lord, 
And death the gate of heaven! 



THE LOKD'S SUPPER. 

Hymn 245. P. M 

THREAD of the world, in mercy broken, 
-^ Wine of the soqI, in mercy shed, 
By whom the words of life were s]3oken. 
And in whose death our sins are dead : 

2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, 
Look on the tears by sinners shed, 
And be Thy feast to us the token 
That by Thy grace our souls are fed. 



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SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 

Hymn 246. C M 

"DY cool Siloam's shady rill 
^ How fair the lily grows! 
How sweet the breath, beneath the hiil, 
Of Sharon's dewy rose! 



FUNERALS. 35 

2 L05 such the child, whose early feet 

Tlie path of peace have trod, 
Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, 
Is upward drawn to God. 

3 By cool Siloam's shady rill 

The lily must decay; 
The rose, that blooms beneath the hill, 
, Must shortly fade away. 

4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour 

Of man's maturer age 
Will shake the soul with sorrow's power, 
And stormy passion's rage. 

5 O Thou, who givest life and breath, 

We seek Thy grace alone. 
In childhood, manhood, age, and death. 
To keep us still Thine own. 



FUNEEALS. 

Hymn 247. IV M 

'T^HOU art gone to the grave! but we will 
-^ not deplore thee, 
Though sorrow and darkness encompass 
the tomb ; 
Thy Saviour hath passed through its portals 
before thee. 
And the lamp of His love was thy guide 
through the gloom. 



86 FUNERALS. 

2 Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer 
behold thee, 
Nor tread the rough paths of the world 
by thy side ; 
But the wide arms of mercy were spread to 
enfold thee, 
And sinners may die, for the Sinless hath 
died. 

8 Thou art gone to the grave ! and, its man- 
sion forsaking, 
Perhaps thy weak spirit in fear lingered 
long; 
But the mild rays of Paradise dawned on 
thy waking, 
And the sound which thou heard'st was 
the seraphim's song. 

J Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will 
not deplore thee, 
Whose God was thy Ransom, thy Guar- 
dian and Guide : 
He gave thee. He took thee, and He will 
restore thee ; 
And death hath no sting, for the Saviour 
hath died. 



PRAYER. 37 



PEAYER. 

Hymn 248. IIL ^ 

POME, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
^ Jesus loves to answer prayer; 
He Himself has bid thee pray, 
Therefore will not say thee nay. 

2 Thou art coming to a King, 
Large petitions with thee bring; 
For His grace and power are such, 
None can ever ask too much. 

3 With my burden I begin; 
Lord, remove this load of sin ; 
Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt. 
Set my conscience free from guilt. 

4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest. 
Take possession of my breast; 

There Thy blood-bought right maintain^ 
And without a rival reign. 

5 While I am a pilgrim here, 

^ Let Thy love my spirit cheer; 

As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend^ 
Lead me to my journey's end. 

6 Show me what I have to do. 
Every hour my strength renew; 
Let me live a life of faith, 
Let me die Thy people's death, 

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38 REPENTANCE. 



REPENTANCE 



Hymn 249. III. 1 

I \EPTH of mercy ! can there ho. 
-^ Mercy still reserved for me? 
Can my God His wrath forbear? 
Me, the chief of sinners, spare? 

I have long withstood His grace; 
Long provoked Him to His face; 
Would not hearken to His calls ; 
Grieved Him by a thousand falls. 

Kindled His relentings are; 
Me He now delights to spare; 
Now my Father's mercies move, 
Justice lingers into love. 

Lo ! for me the Saviour stands ; 
Shows His wounds, and spreads His bands 
God is Love ! I know, I feel ; 
Jesus weeps, and loves me still. 



Fi^ITH. 



Hynm 250. P. M 

JUST as I am, without one plea. 
But that Thy blood was shed for me, 
And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee, 
O Lamb of God, I come. 



FAITH. 39 

2 Just as I am, and waiting not 

To rid my soul of one dark blot, 
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, 
O Lamb of God, I come. 

3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt. 
With fears within, and foes without, 

O Lamb of God, I come. 

i Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind- 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, 
O Lamb of God, I come. 

5 Just as I am. Thou wilt receive. 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; 
Because Thy promise I believe, 

O Lamb of God, I come. 

6 Just as I am. Thy love unknown 
Has broken every barrier down ; 
Now to be Thine, yea. Thine alone, 

O Lamb of God, I come. 



Hj^nn 251. C M 

"POIIEVER here my rest shall be, 
-*- Close to Thy bleeding side; 
This all my hope, and all my plea, 
" For me the Saviour died '' 



40 FAITH. 

2 My dying Saviour and my God, 
Fountain for guilt and sin ! 
Sprinkle me ever with Thy blood, 
And cleanse and keep me clean. 



3 



Wash me, and make me thus Thine own ; 

Wash me, and mine Thou art ; 
Wash me, but not my feet alone, 

My hands, my head, my heart. 

4 Th' atonement of Thy blood apply, 
Till faith to sight improve; 
Till hope in full fruition die. 
And all my soul be love. 

Hymn 252. L. M 

TESUS, Thy blood and righteousness 
^ My beauty are, my glorious dress; 
Midst flaming worlds in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 When from the dust of death I rise 
To take my mansion in the skies, 
E'en then shall this be all my plea, 
"Jesus hath lived and died for me." 



3 This spotless robe the same appears 
When ruined nature sinks in years; 
No age can change its glorious hue; 
The 1 )be of Christ is ever new. 



LOVE. 41 

4 Oh ! let the dead now hear Thy voice ; 
Bid, Lordj Thy banished ones rejoice; 
Our beauty this, our glorious dress, 
Jesus, the Lord, our Righteousness. 



LOVE 



HjTnn 253. C. M 

TESUS ! the very thought of Thee 
^ With sweetness fills my breast; 
But sweeter far Thy face to see, 
And in Thy presence rest. 

2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame. 

Nor can the memory find, 
A sweeter sound than Jesus' name. 
The Saviour of mankind. 

3 Oh, hope of every contrite heart. 

Oh, joy of all the meek. 
To those who fall, how kind Thou art ! 
How good to those who seek! 

4 But w^hat to those who find ? Ah ! this 

Nor tongue nor pen can show; 
The love of Jesus, what it is 
None but His loved ones know. 

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42 LOVE. 

5 Jesus! our only joy be Thou, 
As Thou our prize wilt be; 
Jesus ! be Thou our glory now, 
And through eternity. 



Hj^nrn 254. C. M 

IV/TY God, I love Thee, not because 
-^^ I hope for heaven thereby ; 
Nor yet because, if I love not, 
I must forever die. 

2 But, O my Jesus, Thou didst me 

Upon the cross embrace ; 
For me didst bear the nails and spear, 
And manifold disgrace, 

3 And griefs and torments numberless, 

And sweat of agony, 
E'en death itself; and all for one 
Who was Thine enemy. 

1 Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ ! 
Should I not love Thee well ; 
Not for the sake of winning heaven, 
Or of escaping hell; 

5 Not with the hope of gaining aught; 
Not seeking a reward ; 
But, as Thyself hast loved me, 
O ever loving Lord ! 



LOVE. 43 

6 E'en so I love Thee, and will love, 
And in Thy praise will sing; 
Solely because Thou art my God, 
And my eternal King. 



Hymn 255. C. M 

TTOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
^^ In a believers ear! 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 

And calms the troubled breast; 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And for the weary, rest. 

3 Dear name ! the rock on which I build, 

My shield and hiding place; 
My never-failing treasury filled 
With boundless stores of grace. 

4 By Thee my prayers acceptance gain, 

Although with sin defiled; 
Satan accuses me in vain, 
And I am owned a child. 

5 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, 

My Prophet, Priest, and King, 
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
Accept the praise I bring. 



44 , PRAISE. 

6 Weak is the effort of my Leart, 

And cold my warmest thought ; 
Bat when I see Thee as Thoa art, 
I'll praise Thee as I ought. 

7 Till then, I would Thy love proclaim 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of Thy name 
Refresh my soul in death. 



PRAISE. 



Hymn 256. Ill 3 

T ORD, Thy glory fills the heaven ; 
^ Earth is with its fulness stored; 
Qnto Thee be glory given, 

Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
Heaven is still with anthems ringing; 

Earth takes up the angel's cry, 
" Holy, holy, holy," singing, 

" Lord of hosts, the Lord most High !'^ 



2 Ever thus in God's high praises. 

Brethren, let our tongues unite, 
While our thoughts His greatness raise" 

And our love His gifts excite. 
With his seraph train before Him, 

With His holy church below, 
Thus unite we to adore Him, 

Bid we thus our anthems flow. 



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PRAISE. 45 

3 Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven ; 

Earth is with its fulness stored; 
Unto Thee be glory given, 

Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
Thus Thy glorious name confessing, 

We adopt tlie angels' cry, 
" Holy, holy, holy" — blessing 

Thee, the Lord our God most High! 

Hymn 257. L. M. 

A WAKE, my soul, to joyful lays, 
-^ And sing Thy great Redeemer's praise, 
He justly claims a song from thee; 
His loving-kindness, oh, how free ! 

2 He saw me ruined in the fall. 
Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; 
He saved me from my lost estate ; 
His loving-kindness, oh, how great ! 

3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes. 
Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
He safely leads my soul along; 

His loving-kindness, oh, how strong ! 

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
Has gathered thick, and thundered loud. 
He near my soul has always stood : 
His loving-kindness, oh, how good ! 

5 Often I feel my sinful heart 
Prone from my Saviour to depart. 
But though I oft have Him forgot, 
His loving-kindness changes not. 



46 PRAISE. 

6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
Soon all my mortal powers must fail; 
Oh, may my last expirmg breath 
His loving-kindness sing in death! 

7 Then let me mount and soar away 
To the bright world of endless day; 
And sing, with rapture and surprise, 
His loving-kindness in the skies 



Hymn 258. C. M 

A LL hail the power of Jesus' name! 
-^ Let angels prostrate fall, 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown Him — Lord of all. 

2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, 
Who from the Altar call; 
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod. 
And crown Him — Lord of all. 



3 Hail Him, the Heir of David's line, 

Whom David, Lord did call ; 
The God incarnate ! Man divine ! 
And crown Him — Lord of all. 

4 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race. 

Ye ransomed from the fall. 
Hail Him who saves you by His grace, 
And crown Him — liord of all. 



PRAISE. 47 

5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 

The wormwood and the gall, 
Goj spread your trophies at His feet, 
And crown Him — Lord of all. 

6 Let every kindred, every tribe 

On this terrestrial ball. 
To Him all majesty ascribe. 
And crown Him — Lord of all. 

Hymn 259. 

n^HE strain upraise of joy and praise: 
-^ Alleluia. 

For the glory of their King, 
Shall the ransomed people sing; 

Alleluia. 
And the choirs that dwell on high 
Shall re-echo through the sky 

Alleluia. 
They in the rest of Paradise who dwell. 
The blessed ones, with joy the chorus swell 

Alleluia. 



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The planets beaming on their heavenly way, 
The shining constellations, join and say, 

Alleluia. 
Ye clouds that onward sweep. 
Ye thunders echoing loud and deep, 
Ye winds on pinions light, 
Ye lightnings wildly bright, 
In sweet consent unite 

Your Alleluia. 



48 PRAISE. 

3 Ye floods and ocean billows, 

Ye storms and winter snow, 
Ye days of cloudless beauty, 

Hoar frost and summer glow, 
Ye groves that wave in spring, 
And glorious forests, sing 

Alleluia. 
First let the birds, with painted plumage 

gay,^ 
Exalt their great Creator's praise, and say 

Alleluia. 

4 Then let the beasts of earth, with varying 

strain, 
Join in creation's hymn and cry again, 

Alleluia. 
Here let the mountains thunder forth sono- 
rous . Alleluia. 
Here let the valleys sing in gentler chorus 

Alleluia. 
Thou jubilant abyss of ocean cry. 

Alleluia. 
Ye tracts of earth and continents reply, 

Alleluia. 

5 To God who all creation made, 
The frequent hymn be duly paid, 

Alleluia. 
This is the strain, the eternal strain, the 

Lord Almighty loves. Alleluia. 

This is the song, the heavenly song, that 

Christ the King approves. Alleluia. 



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PEACE. 49 

Therefore we sing, both heart and voice 
awaking. Alleluia. 

And children's voices echo, answer mak- 
ing, Alleluia. 

Now from all men be outpoured 

Alleluia to the Lord: 

With Alleluia evermore 

The Son and Spirit we adore: 

Praise be done to the Three in One! 
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Amen. 



PEACE. 



Hymn 260. C. M 

AH for a heart to praise my God, 
^ A heart from sin set free! 
A heart that always feels Thy blood, 
So freely spilt for me; 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 

My great Redeemer's throne; 
Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
Where Jesus reigns alone; 

3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart, 

Believing, true and clean; 
Which neither life nor death can part 
From Him that dwells within; 



60 PEACE. 

4 A heart in every thought renewed, 

And full of love divine, 
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, 
A copy, Lord, of Thine! 

5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; 

Come quickly from above; 
Write Thy new name upon my heart, 
Thy new, best name of Love. 

Hymn 261. C. M 

T^HERE is a fold whence none can stray, 
-*- And pastures ever green. 
Where sultry sun, or stormy day, 
, Or night is never seen. 

2 Far up the everlasting hills. 

In God's own light it lies; 
His smile its vast dimension fills 
With joy that never dies. 

3 One narrow vale, one darksome wave, 

Divides that land from this; 
I have a Shepherd pledged to save. 
And bear me home to bliss. 

4 Soon at His feet my soul will lie, 

In life's last struggling breath ; 
But I shall only seem to die, 
I shall not taste of death. 

5 Far from this guilty world, to be 

Exempt from toil and strife; 
To spend eternity with Thee, 
My Saviour, this is life! 



I'EACE. 51 

Hymn 262, G M. 

A LORD, my best desire fulfil, 
^ And help me to resign 
Life, health, and comfort to Thy will, 
And make Thy pleasure mine. 

2 Why should I shrink at Thy command, 

Whose love forbids my fears? 
Or tremble at the gracious hand 
That wipes away my tears? 

3 No, rather let me freely yield 

What most I prize to Thee, 
Who never hast a good withheld, 
Or wilt withhold, from me. 

4 Thy favour, all my journey through, 

Thou art engaged to grant; 
What else I want, or think I do, 
'Tis better still to want. 

5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way, 

Shall I resist them both? 
The poor, blind creature of a day, 
And crushed before the moth! 

6 But oh ! my inward spirit cries, 

Still bind me to Thy sway! 
Else the next cloud that veils the skies. 
Drives all these thoughts away. 



52 PEACE. 

Hymn 263. R M. 

"A/TY Saviour, as Thou wilt! 
■^'^ Oh, may Thy will be mine! 
luto Thy hand of love 

I would my all resign. 
Through sorrow or through joy, 

Conduct me as Thine own, 
And help me still to say, 

My Lord, Thy will be done. 

2 My Saviour, as Thou wilt! 

If needy here and poor. 
Give me Thy people's bread. 

Their portion rich and sure. 
The manna of Thy word 

Let my soul feed upon; 
And if all else should fail, 

My Lord, Thy will be done! 

3 My Saviour, as Thou wilt! 

Though seen through many a tear, 
Let not my star of hope 

GroAv dim or disappear. 
Since Thou on earth hast wept 

And sorrowed oft alone, 
If I must weep with Thee, 

My Lord, Thy will be done. 

4 My Saviour, as Thou wilt ! 

All shall be well for me: 

Each changing future scene, 

I gladly trust with Thee. 



DAILY DEVOTluN. 6S 

Straight to my home above, 

I travel calmly on, 
And sing in life or death, 

My Lord, Thy will be done! 



DAILY DEVOTION. 

Hymn 264. II. 5 

A BIDE with me ! fast falls the eventide, 
-^ The darkness deepens; Lord, with me 

abide; 
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee. 
Help of the helpless, oh abide with me. 

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; 
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; 
Change and decay on all around I see; 

Thou who changest not, abide with me. 

3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; 
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's 

power ? , 

Who like Thyself, my guide and stay can 

be? 
Through cloud and sunshine. Lord, abide 

with me. 

4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless ; 
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. 
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy 

victory ? 

1 triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 

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54 PEACE. 

5 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing 

eyes; 
Shine through the gloom, and point me to 

the skies; 
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's v^ain 

shadows flee; 
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. 



Hymn 265. L. M. 

"FORTH in Thy name, O Lord, I go, 
-^ My daily labor to pursue; 
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know, 
In all I think, or speak, or do. 

2 Give me to bear Thy easy yoke, 

And every moment watch and pray; 
And still to things eternal look, 
And hasten to that glorious day. 

3 Fain would I still for Thee employ 

Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath 
given ; 
Would run my course with even joy, 
And closely walk with Thee to heaven. 



Hymn 266. C. M 

Tj^AR from the world, O Lord, I flee, 
J- From strife and tumult far; 
From scenes where Satan wages still 
His most successful war. 



PEACE. 55 

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, 
With prayer and praise agree; 
And seem by Thy sweet bounty made 
For those that follow Thee. 

5 There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul, 
And grace her mean abode, 
Oh with what peace, and joy, and love, 
She communes with her God ! 

4 There, like the nightingale, she pours 

Her solitary lays. 
Nor asks a witness of her song, 
Nor thirsts for human praise. 

5 Author and Guardian of my life! 

Sweet source of life divine. 
And — all harmonious names in one — 
My Saviour! Thou art mine. 

6 What thanks I owe Thee, and what love, 

A boundless, endless store, 
Shall echo through the realms above. 
When time shall be no more. 

Hymn 267, P. M. 

NEAEEE, my God, to Thee! 
Nearer to Thee! 
E'en though it be a cross 

That raiseth me; 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee 
Nearer to Thee! 



56 jt>EACE. 

2 Though like a wanderer, 

Weary and lone, 
Darkness comes over me, 

My rest a stone. 
Yet in my dreams I'd be 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

3 There let my way appear 

Steps unto heaven; 
All that Thou sendest me 

In mercy given; 
Angels to beckon me, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

4 Then, with my waking thoughts 

Bright with Thy praise. 
Out of my stony griefs 

Altars I'll raise; 
So by my woes to be, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 

5 Or, if on joyful wing, 

Cleaving the sky. 
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 

Upward I fly; 
Still all my song shall be 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee! 










PEACE. 57 

Hymn 268. L. M. 

UN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, 
It is not night if Thou be near* 



s 

Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise 
T3 hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes- 



2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
My wearied eye-lids gently steep, 

Be my last thought how sweet to rest 
|L For ever on my Saviour's breast. 

3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
For without Thee I cannot live; 

P Abide with me when night is nigh, 
For without Thee I dare not die. 

4 If some poor wandering child of Thine 
Have spurned to-day the voice divine, 

& Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; 
K Let him no more lie down in sin. 

5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor 
With blessings from Thy boundless store : 

iBe every mourner's sleep to-night. 
Like infant slumbers, pure and light, 

6 Come near and bless us when we wake. 
Ere through the world our way we take, 
Till in the ocean of Thy love 

We lose ourselves in heaven above. 



58 DEATH, 



DEATH. 



Hymn 269. L. M 

A SLEEP in Jesus ! blessed sleep ! 
"^ From which none ever wakes to weep ; 

A calm and undisturbed repose, 
Unbroken by the last of foes. 

Asleep in Jesus ! oh, how sweet, 
To be for such a slumber meet; 
With holy confidence to sing 
That death has Ibst its painful sting. 

Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest! 
Whose waking is supremely blest; 
No fear, no woe shall dim that hour 
That manifests the Saviour's power. 

Asleep in Jesus! oh, for me 
May such a blissful refuge be; 
Securely shall my ashes lie. 
Waiting the summons from on high. 

Asleep in Jesus! far from thee 
Thy kindred and their graves may be 
But there is still a blessed sleep. 
From which none ever wakes to weep 



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Hymn 270. S. M, 

T^OR ever with the Lord! 
■^ Amen, so let it be : 
Life from the dead is in that word, 
'Tis immortality. 



DEATH. ' 59 

2 Here in the body pent, 

Absent from Him I roam, 
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
A day's march nearer home. 

3 My Father's house on high, 

Home of my soul, how near 
At times to faith's illumined eye 
The golden gates appear! 

i Ah, then my spirit faints 
To reach the land I love. 
The bright inheritance of saints, 
Jerusalem above. - 

5 Yet clouds will intervene. 

And all my prospect flies ; 
Like Noah's dove, I flit between 
Rough seas and stormy skies. 

6 Lord, bid the clouds depart. 

The winds and w^aters cease. 
And sweetly o'er my gladdened heart 
Expand Thy bow of peace. 

Hymn 271. C. M 

JERUSALEM, my happy home! 
^ Name ever dear to me! 
When shall my labors have an end, 
In joy, and peace, and Thee! 

2 Thy walls are made of precious stones, 
Thy bulwarks diamond-square, 
Thy gates are all of orient pearl : 
O God! if I were there! 



60 DEATH. 

3 O my sweet home, Jerusalem! 

Thy joys when shall I see? 
The King that sitteth on Thy throne 
In His felicity! 

4 Thy gardens, and Thy goodly walks 

Continually are green, 
Where grow such sweet and pleasant flowei-s 
As nowhere else are seen. 

5 Right through Thy streets, with pleasing 

sound. 
The living waters flow. 
And on the banks on either side, 
The trees of life do grow. 



6 Those trees each month yield ripened fruit ; 

For evermore they spring. 
And all the nations of the earth 
To Thee their honours bring. 

7 Oh, mother dear; Jerusalem, 

When shall I come to Thee? 
When shall my sorrows have an end? 
Thy joys when shall I see? 

Hymn 272. C. M 

AN Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
^ And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 



JUDGMENT. 61 

2 Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene, 

That rises to my sight! 
Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
And rivers of delight! 

3 O'er all those wide, extended plains 

Shines one eternal day; 
There God the Son forever reigns. 
And scatters night away. 

4 No chilling winds, nor poisonous breath. 

Can reach that healthful shore ; 
Sickness and sorrow^, pain and death, 
Are felt and feared no more. 

5 When shall I reach that happy place, 

And be forever blest? 
When shall I see my Father's face. 
And in His bosom rest? 

6 Filled with delight, my raptured soul 

Can here no longer stay ; 
Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 
Fearless I'd launch away. 



JUDGMENT. 

Hymn 273, P. M 

"Tj AY of wrath ! that day of mourning ! 
-^ See fulfilled the prophet's warning, 
Heaven and earth in ashes burning! 



62 JUDGMENT. 



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2 Oh, what fear man's bosom rendeth, 
When from heaven the Judge descendeth, 
On whose sentence all dependeth ! 

3 Lo! the trumpet's wondrous swelling 
Peals through each sepulchral dwelling, 
All before the Throne compelling. 

4 Death is struck, and nature quaking, 
All creation is awaking. 
To its Judge an answer making. 

5 Lo, the book, exactly worded. 
Wherein all hath been recorded; 
Thence shall justice be awarded. 

6 When the Judge His seat attaineth, ^ 
And each hidden deed arraigneth, 
Nothing unavenged remaineth, 

7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading? 
Who for me be interceding. 

When the just are mercy needing? 

8 King of Majesty tremendous. 
Who dost free salvation send us, 
Fount of pity ! then befriend us ! 

9 Think, kind Jesus, my salvation 
Cost Thy wondrous Incarnation ; 
Leave me not to reprobation ! 

10 Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, 
On the cross of suffering bought me; 
Shall such grace in vain be brought me ? 



JUDGMLNT. 63 

1 1 Righteous Judge ! for sin's pollution 
Grant Thy gift of absolution, 

Ere that day of retribution. 

12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, 
All my shame with anguish owning ; 
Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning ! 

13 Thou the harlot gav'st remission, 
Heard'st the dying thief's petition; 
Hopeless else were my condition. 

14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing, 
Yet, good Lord, in grace complying. 
Rescue me from fires undying! 

1 5 With Thy favored sheep, oh, place me ! 
Nor among the goats abase me; 

But to Thy right hand upraise me. 

16 While the wicked are confounded, 
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, 
Call me, with Thy saints surrounded. 

17 Bow my heart in meek submission, 
Strewn with ashes of contrition ; 
Help me in my last condition. 

18 Day of sorrows, day of weeping, 
When in dust no longer sleeping, 
Man awakes in Thy dread keeping ! 

19 To the rest Thou didst prepare him 
By Thy Cross, O Christ, upbear him; 
Spare, O God, in mercy spare liim. 



64 ETERNITY. 

ETERNITY. 

Hymn 274. 

T ET me not, Thou King Eternal, 
^ Enter helPs domain infernal ! 
AVhere is grieving, where is sadness. 
Where is sorrow, where is madness, 
Where despair is ever sighing, 
Where the worm is never dying. 
Where the shameless are astounded. 
Where the guilty are confounded. 

2 Me, may Zion welcome, saved ; 
Tranquil city, seat of David ; 
God its builder, light immortal ; 
Orient pearl each blazing portal ; 
Crystal gold its streets ; the nation 
Of the blest its population; 
Living rock the walls that bound it, 
Christ the guard that dwells around it 

3 With what joyous gratulations 
Throng Thy gates the festive nations ! 
What the warmth of their embracing ! 
What the gems Thy walls enchasing ! 
Through that city's streets are winding, 
Holy throngs, their anthems blending ; 
There may I, with myriads glorious, 
Chant Thy praise in psalms victorious ! 






ETERNITY. 65 

Hymn 275. 

"DEIEF life is here our portion, 
-^ Brief sorrow, short-lived care ; 
The life that knows no ending. 

The tearless life is there. 
Oh, happy retribution ! 

Short toil, eternal rest ; 
For mortals and for sinners, 

A mansion with the blest. 

And now we fight the battle, 

But then shall wear the crown 
Of full and everlasting 

And })assionless renown. 
The morning shall aw^aken, 

The shadows pass away. 
And each true-hearted servant 

Shall shine as doth the day. 

Oh, sweet and blessed country ! 

The home of God's elect; 
Oh, sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect! 
Jesus, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest; 
Who art with God the Father, 

And Spirit, ever blest. 

HjTiin 276. 

TERUSALEM, the golden ! 
^ With milk and honey blest; 
Beneath thy contemplation 

Sink heart and voice opprest. 
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66 ETERNITY. 

I know not, oh ! I know not 
What joys await me there; 

What radiancy of glory, 

What bliss beyond compare. 

2 They stand, those halls of Zion^ 

All jubilant with song, 
And bright with many an angel, 

And all the martyr throng. 
There is the throne of David, 

And there, from toil released, 
The shout of them that triumph, 

The song of them that feast. 

3 And they, who with their Leader, 

Have conquered in the fight; 
Forever, and forever, 
. Are clad in robes of white. 
Oh, land that seest no sorrow ! 

Oh, state that fear'st no strife I 
Oh, royal land of flowers ! 

Oh, realm and home of life ! 

4 Oh, sweet and blessed country I 

The home of God's elect! 
Oh, sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect! 
Jesus, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest; 
Who art, with God the Father, 

And Spirit, ever blest. 



ETERNITY. 67 

Hynm 277. 

l?OE; thee, oh dear, dear country, 
-^ Mine eyes their vigils keep; 
For very love, beholding 

Thy happy name, they weep. 
The mention of thy glory 

Is unction to the breast, 
And medicine in sickness. 

And love, and life, and rest. 

Oh one, oh only mansion ! 

Oh Paradise of joy ! 
Where tears are ever banished, 

And smiles have no alloy; 
Thou hast no shores, fair ocean ! 

Thou hast no time, bright day ! 
Dear fountain of refreshment 

To pilgrims far away. 

Oh, sweet and blessed country, 

The home of God's elect! 
Oh, sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect! 
Jesus, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest; 
Who art, with God the Father, 

And Spirit, ever blest. 



INDEX. 



Abide with me! fast falls the eventide, Lyte. 2()4 

Alas! and did my Saviour bleed Watts, 228 

All hail the power of Jesus' name Duncan. 258 

Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep Mackay. 269 

Awake, my soul, to joyful lays 3[edley. 257 

Before the Lord we bow I^^V' 242 

Blow ye the trumpet, blow Wesley. 213 

Bread of the world, in mercy broken Kehle. 245 

Brief life is here our portion 275 

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning... //e6er. 225 

By cool Siloam's shady rill Heher, 246 

Come let us join our friends above Wesley. 216 

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare Newton. 248 

Creator Spirit! by whose aid Dryden, 236 

Day of wrath! that day of mourning Ancient. 273 

Depth of mercy ! can there be Wesley. 249 

Far from the world, Lord, I'd flee, Coioper. 2^6 

For ever here my rest shall be Wesley. 251 

For ever with the Lord Montgomery. 270 

For thee, oh dear, dear country Ancient. 277 

Forth in Thy name, Lord, we go Wesley. 265 

Glorious things of thee are spoken Newton. 215 

Go to dark Gethsemane Montgomery. 230 

Great God, as seasons disappear Unknown. 241 

Hail the day that sees Him rise Madan. 234 

Hail, Thou once despised Jesus, Bakewell. 229 

Hark ! a thrilling voice is sounding 218 

Hark ! what mean those holy voices Cawood. 223 

Holy Father, great Creator Bp. Griswold. 289 

Hosanna to the living God Heher. 222 

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds Newton. 255 

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70 INDEX. 

By us. 

Jerusalem my nappy home Unknown, 271 

Jerusalem the golden 276 

Jesus Christ is risen to-day.... Old English. 233 

Jesus, let Thy pitying eye Wesley. 226 

Jesus, the very thought of Thee St. Bernard. 253 

Jesus Thy blood and righteousness Zinzendorf. 252 

Just as I am — without one plea Elliott. 250 

Let me not. Thou King Eternal Ancient. 274 

Lord God, the Holy Ghost Montgomery. 237 

Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven Ancient. 256 

My dear Redeemer and my Lord 227 

My faith looks up to Thee 243 

My God, accept my heart this day .^..Unknown. 244 

My God, I love Thee, not because Xavier. 254 

My Saviour as Thou wilt Schmolck. 263 

Nearer, my God, to Thee ..Adams. 267 

Now gird your patient loins again Grosicell. 220 

Oh! for a heart to praise my God Wesley. 260 

Oh, sacred head, now wounded Gerhardt. 231 

Lord my best desire fulfil Courper. 262 

Once more, Lord, Thy sign shall be Bj^. Doane. 221 

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand Stennet. 272 

See He comes! whom every nation 219 

Spirit of Truth ! on this Thy day Beher. 238 

Sun of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear Kehle. 268 

The atoning work is done Unknown. 232 

The Son of God goes forth to war Heher. 217 

The strain upraise of joy and praise 259 

There is a fold whence none can stray East. 261 

There is a fountain filled with blood Cowper. 214 

Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not 

deplore thee..., Heher. 247 

Thou, whose Almighty word Marriott. 240 

Where high the heavenly temple stands Logan. 235 

While with ceaseless course the sun ..Newton. 224 



SELECTED HYMNS. 



THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 

Hjnm 278. (i Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

^T^^HE heavens declare Thy glory, Lord; 
X III every star Thy wisdom shines ; 
Bi t when our eyes behold Thy word, 
We read Thy Name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 

And nights and days Thy power confess ; 
But the blest volume Thou hast writ. 
Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey Thy praise 

Round the whole earth, and never stand ; 
So when Thy truth began its race. 
It touch'd and glanced on every land. 

4 Thy noblest wonders here we view 

In sods renew'd, and sins forgiven ; 
Lord, cleanse our sins, our souls renew, 
And make Thy word our guide to heaven. 



70 THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 



I 



Hymn 279. (2 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

THE starry firmament on high, 
And all the glories of the sky, 
Yet shine not to Thy praise, Lord, 
• So brightly as Thy written word. 

2 The hopes that holy word supplies, 
Its truths divine and precepts wise, 
In each a heavenly beam I see, 
And every beam conducts to Thee. 



Almighty Lord ! the sun shall fail, 
The moon forget her nightly tale. 
And deepest silence hush on high 
The radiant chorus of the sky : 

But fixed for everlasting years. 
Unmoved amid the wreck of spheres, 
Thy Word shall shine in cloudless day, 
When heaven and earth have pass'd away. 



1 



Hymn 280. (4 Ch. &, H.) XL 4. 

ISRAEL, in ancient days, 
Not only had a view 
Of Sinai in a blaze, 

But learn'd the Gospel too: 
The types and figures were a glass 
In which they saw the Saviour pass. 

2 The paschal sacrifice, 

And blood-besprinkled door, 



THE HOLY SCEIPTURES. 71 

Seen with enlighten'd eyes, 

And once applied with power, 
Would teach the need of other bloodj 
To make the sinner's peace with God. 

3 The scapegoat on his head 

The people's trespass bore, 
And, to the desert led, 

Was to be seen no more ; 
In him our Surety seem'd to say, 
*' Behold 1 I bear your sins away." 

4 Dipt in his fellow's blood. 

The living bird went free ; 
The type well understood, 

Expressed the sinner's plea, 
Described a guilty soul enlarged, 
And by a Saviour's death discharged. 

5 Jesus, I love to trace. 

Throughout the sacred page, 
The footsteps of Thy grace, 

The same in every age ! 
grant that I may faithful be 
To clearer light vouchsafed to me I 

Hymn 281. (201 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

"Thy Word is a lantern unto my feet, and a light unto my 

paths. '^ 

LORD, Thy Word abideth, 
And our footsteps guideth ; 
Who its truth believeth 
Light and joy receiveth. 



72 CREATION. 

2 When our foes are near us, 
Then Thy Word doth cheer us, 

• Word of consolation, 
Message of salvation. 

3 When the storms are o'er us, 
And dark clouds before us, 
Then its light directeth 
And our way protecteth. 

4 Who can tell the pleasure, 
Who recount the treasure, 
By Thy Word imparted 
To the simple-hearted ? 

5 Word of mercy, giving 
Succour to the living; 
Word of life, supplying 
Comfort to the dying I 

6 Oh, that we discerning 
Its most holy learning, 
Lord, may love and fear Thee, 
Evermore be near Thee. Amen. 



CREATION. 

Hymn 282. (lO-Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

I SING the almighty power of God, 
That made the mountains rise ; 
That spread the flowing seas abroad, 
And built the lofty skies. 



CREATION. 73 

2 I sing the wisdom that ordain'd 

The sun to rule the day : 
The moon shines full at His command, 
And all the stars obey. 

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, 

That filPd the earth with food ; 
He form'd the creatures with His word, 
And then pronounced them good. 

4 Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed, 

Where'er I turn mine eyes, 
Though I survey the ground I tread, 
Or gaze upon the skies ! 

5 There's not a plant or flower below, 

But makes Thy glories known ; 
And clouds arise, and tempests blow, 
By order from Thy throne. 

6 Creatures, as numerous as they be. 

Are subject to Thy care ; 
There's not a place where we can flee, 
But God is present there. 

7 In heaven are seen His beams of love, 

His wrath in hell beneath ; 
'Tis on His earth I stand or move, 
And 'tis His air I breathe. 

8 His hand is my perpetual guard, 

He keeps me with His eye : 
7 



74 PROVIDENCE. 

Why should I then forget the Lord, 
Who is for ever nigh ? 



PROVIDENCE. 

Hymn 283. (ii Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

NGELS, where'er we go, attend 



A 



Our steps, whate'er betide ; 
With watchful care their charge defend, 
And evil turn aside. 

2 Myriads of bright cherubic bands, 

Sent by the King of kings, 
Rejoice to bear us in their hands, 
And shade us with their wings. 

3 Jehovah's charioteers surround ; 

The ministerial choir 
Encamp, where'er His heirs are found. 
And form our wall of fire. 

4 Ten thousand offices unseen 

For us they gladly do, . 
Deliver in the furnace keen, 
And safe escort us through. 



And thronging round, with steadfast love, 
They guard the dying breast, 

The lurking fiend far off remove, 
And soothe our souls to rest. 



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PEOVIDENCE. 75 

6 And when our spirits we resign, 
On outstretch'd wings they bear, 
And lodge us in the arms Divine, 
And leave us ever there. 

Hymn 284. (I3 Ch. &, H.) II. 5. 

CHILDREN of God lack nothing, 
His promise bears them through; 
Who gives the lilies clothing, 

Will clothe His people too : 
Beneath the spreading heavens, 

No creature but is fed ; 
And He who feeds the ravens, 
Will give His children bread. 

2 Though vine nor fig-tree neither 

Their wonted fruit should bear ; 
Though all the field should wither, 

Nor flocks nor herds be there : 
Yet, God the same abiding, 

His praise shall tune my voice, 
For while in Him confiding, 

I cannot but rejoice. 

Hymn 285. (197 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

"Lord, Thou hast been our Refuge from one generation to 
another.^' 

OGOD, our help in ages past, 
Our hope for years to come. 
Our shelter from the stormy blast. 
And our eternal home ! 

2 Beneath the shadow of Thy throne 
Thy saints have dwelt secure j 



76 EEDEMPTION. 

Sufficient is Thine Arm alone, 
And our defence is sure. 

3 Before the hills in order stood, 

Or earth received her frame, 
From everlasting Thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

4 A thousand ages in Thv sight 

Are like an evening gone ; 
Short as the watch that ends the night 
Before the rising sun. 

5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 

Bears all its sons away ; 
They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
Dies at the opening day. 

6 God, our help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come; 
Be Thou our guard while troubles last. 
And ou^ eternal home. Amen. 



EEDEMPTION. 

Hymn 286. (15 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

PLUNG'D in a gulf of dark despair, 
We wretched sinners lay, 
Without one cheerful beam of hope. 
One spark of glimm'ring day. 

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of peace 
Beheld our helpless grief; 



EEDEMPTION. 77 

He saw, and, oh I amazing love, 
He flew to our relief. 

3 Down from the shininp: seats ab(>ve, 

With joyful haste He sped ; 

Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh, 

And dwelt among the dead. 

4 Oh, for this love let rocks and hills 

Their lasting silence break. 
And all harmonious human tongues 
The Saviour's praises speak 1 

5 Angels assist our mighty joys, 

Strike all your harps of gold ; 
Yet, though ye raise your highest notes, 
His love can ne'er be told. 

Hymn 287. (16 Ch. &, H.) IL 4. 

JOIN all the glorious names 
Of wisdom, love, and power, 
That ever mortals knew. 
Or angels ever bore ; 
All are too mean to speak His worth, 
Too mean to set the Saviour forth 

2 Great Prophet of our God, 

Our tongues shall bless Thy name ; 
By Thee the joyful news 
Of our salvation came, 
The joyful news of sins forgiven, 

I Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 
I 



78 EEDEMPTION. 

3 Jesus, our Great High Priest, 

Offer'd His blood and died ; 
Our guilty conscience seeks 
No sacrifice beside : 
Thy powerful blood did once atone, 
And now it pleads before the throne. 

4 thou Almighty Lord, 

Our Conqueror and our King, 
Thy sceptre and Thy sword, 

Thy reigning grace we sing ; 
Thine is the power; behold we sit 
In willing bonds beneath Thy feet. 



Hymn 288. (i7 Ch. & H.) S. M. 

NO blood of bird or beast, 
On Jewish altars slain, | 

Could give the guilty conscience rest, If 

Or wash away the stain. 

2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 

Takes all our sins away ; 
A sacrifice of nobler name, 
And richer blood than they. 

3 My faith would lay her hand 

On that dear head of Thine, 
While like a penitent I stand, 
And there confess my sin. 



4 My soul looks back, to see 
The burden Thou didst bear, 



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REDEMPTION. 79 

When hanging on th' accursed tree, 
And reads her pardon there. 

Believing, we rejoice 

To see the curse remove ; 
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, 

And sing His bleeding love. 



Hymn 289. (19 Ch. & H.) C. M. 







FOR. a thousand tongues, to sing 
My great Redeemer's praise ; 
The glories of my God and King, 
The triumphs of His grace. 



2 My gracious Master, and my God 
Assist me to proclaim, 
And spread, through all the earth abroad, 
The honours of Thy Name. 



3 Jesus I the Name that charms our fears, 
That bids our sorrows cease ; 
'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
'Tis life, and health, and peace. 



4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, 

He sets the prisoner free ; 
His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
His blood avaiPd for me. 

5 He speaks — and, list'ning to his voice, 

New life the dead receive ; 



I 



80 EEDEMPTIOISr. 

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice ; 
The humble poor believe. 

6 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb, 
Your loosened tongues employ ; 
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come ; 
And leap, ye lame, for joy. 

Hymn 290. (20 Ch. &, H.) P. M. 

THE voice of free grace 
Cries, escape to the mountain, 
For Adam's lost race 

Christ hath opened a fountain, 
For sin and uncleanness 

And every transgression, 
His blood flows most freely 
In streams of salvation. 
Hallelujah to the Lamb 

Who hath bought us our pardo», 
We'll praise Him again 
When we pass over Jordan. 

2 Ye souls that are wounded. 

To Jesus repair ; 
He calls you in mercy. 

And can you forbear ? 
Though your sins be as scarlet 

Still flee to the mountain, 
That blood can remove them 

Which streams from this fountain. 
Hallelujah, etc. 

3 Jesus ! ride onward. 

Triumphantly glorious ; 



EEDEMPTIOX. 81 

O'er sin, death, and hell, 

Thou 'rt more than victorious ; 

Thy name is the theme 
Of the great congregation, 

While angels and saints 

Raise the shout of salvation. 
Hallelujah, etc. 

4 With joy shall we stand 

When escaped to that shore ; 
With our harps in our hand 

We will praise Him the more ; 
We'll range the sweet fields 

Oil the banks of the river, 
And sing of salvation 
For ever and ever. 
Hallelujah, etc. 

Hymn 291. (I68 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

*' There is none other ISTame under heaven given among men, 
whereby we must be saved. '^ 

TO the Name of our Salvation 
Laud and honour let us pay ; 
Which for many a generation 

Hid in God's foreknowledge lay, 
But with holy exultation 
We may sing aloud to-day. 

2 Jesus is the Name we treasure ; 

Name beyond what words can tell; 
Name of gladness, Name of pleasure, 

Ear and heart delighting well ; 
Name of sweetness passing measure, 
Saving us from sin and hell. 
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82 REDEMPTION, 

3 'Tis the Name for adoration 

Name for songs of victory, 
Name for holy meditation 

In this vale of misery, 
Name for joyful veneration 

By the citizens on high. 

4 'Tis the Name that whoso preacheth 

Speaks like music to the ear ; 
Who in prayer this Name beseecheth 

Sweetest comfort findeih near ; 
Who its perfect wisdom reacheth 

Heavenly joy possesseth here. 

5 Jesus is the Name exalted 

Over every other name ; 
In this Name, whene'er assaulted, 

We can put our foes to shame ; 
Strength to them who else had halted, 

Eyes to blind, and feet to lame. 

G Therefore we in love adoring 

This most blessed Name revere ; 

Holy Jesu, Thee imploring 
So to write it in us here, 

That hereafter heavenward soaring 
We may sing with angels there. 

Hymn 292. (193 Anc. & M.) 11. 2. 

'''Worthy is the Lamb that was slain, to receive power, and 
riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, 
and blessing !" 

FROM highest heaven th' Eternal Son, 
With God the Father ever One, 



THE CHUECH. 83 

Came down to suffer, and to die: 
For love of sinful man He bore 
Our human griefs and troubles sore, 

Our load of guilt and misery. 

Sing out, ye saints of God, and praise 
The Lamb who died, His flock to raise 

From sin and everlasting woe ; 
With angels round the throne above, 
tell the wonders of His love, 

The joys that from His mercy flow. 

In darkest shades of night we lay 
Without a beam to guide our way, 

Or hope of aught beyond the grave ; 
But He hath brought us life and light, 
And opened heaven to our sight, 

And lives forever, strong to save. 

Kejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice ; 
Sing out, and praise with cheerful voice 

The Lamb whom heaven and earth adore ; 
To Him who gave His only Son, 
To God the Spirit, with Them One, 

Be praise and glory evermore. Amen, 



THE CHUECH. 
Hymn 293. (23 Ch. &, H.) H. 4. 







L 



NE sole baptismal sign, 
One Lord, below, above, 

Zion, one faith is thine. 

One only watchword — Love 



84 THE CHURCH. 

From many temples though it rise, 
One song ascending to the skies. 

2 Head of the church beneath, 
The catholic, the true, 
On all her members breathe, 
Her broken frame renew ! 
Then shall Thy perfect will be done. 
When Christians love and live as one. 



Hymn 294. (25 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

HEAD of the hosts in glory ! 
We joyfully adore Thee, 
Thy church below, 
Blending with those on high — 
Where through the azure sky 
Thy saints in ecstasy 
Forever glow ! 

2 Angels ! archangels I glorious 
Guards of the church victorious ! 

Worship the Lamb ! 
Crown Him with crowns of light, 
One of the Three by right — 
Love, Majesty, and Might — 

The great I AM ! 

3 Martyrs ! whose mystic legions 
March o'er yon heavenly regions 

In triumph round : 
Wave high your banners, wave I 
Your God, our Saviour, clave 
For Death itself a grave, — 

In hell profound I 



THE CHURCH. 85 

Saints ! in fair circles, casting 
Rich trophies everlasting 

At Jesus' feet, 
Amidst our rude alarms, 
We stretch forth suppliant arms, 
That we, too, safe from harms, 

In heaven may meet 1 



5 Then raise the sonsr of gladness, 
To dissipate our sadness, 

And dry our tears ; 
We wend our weary way 
Tip to the realms of day, 
And watch and wait and pray, 

Through hopes and fears ! 

6 Saviour, in glory beaming, 
With radiance brightly streaming, 

Enthron'd in power. 
Grant, by Thine awful name, 
That we through flood and flame 
The Gospel may proclaim, 

Till life's last hour. . 



Hymn 295. (27 Ch. & H.) HI. 5. 

ZION stands with hills surrounded, 
Zion, kept by power divine : 
All her foes shall be confounded, 
Though the world in arms combine : 

Happy Zion, 
What a favour'd lot is thine I 
8 



86 THE CHURCH. 

2 Every human tie may perish ; 

Friend to friend unfaithful prove : 

Mothers cease their own to cherish ; 

Heaven and earth at last remove ; 

But no changes 
E'er can change Jehovah's love. 

8 In the furnace God may prove thee, 

Thence to bring thee forth more bright, 
But can never cease to love thee ; 
Thou art precious in His sight : 

God is with thee, 
God, thine everlasting light. 

Hymn 296. (28 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

KINDRED in Christ ! for His dear sake 
A hearty welcome here receive j 
May we together now partake 
The joys which only He can give 

2 May He, by whose kind care we meet, 
Send His good Spirit from above ; 
Make our communications sweet, 

And cause our hearts to burn with love. 

8 Forgotten be each worldly theme. 

When Christians meet together thus ; 
We only wish to speak of Him 

Who lived, and died, and reigns for us. 

4 We'll talk of all he did, and said. 
And suffer'd for us here below ; 
The path He marked for us to tread. 
And what He's doing for us now. 



THE CHUECH. 87 

5 Thus, as the moments pass away 

We'll love and wonder^ and adore ; 
And hasten on the glorious day 

When we shall meet to part no more 

Hymn 297. (29 Ch. & H.) II. 3. 

FORTH from the dark and stormy sky, 
Lord, to Thine altar's shade we fly ; 
Forth from the world, its hope and fear. 
Saviour, we seek Thy shelter here : 
Weary and weak, Thy grace we pray ; 
Turn not, Lord I Thy guests away. 

2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, 
Long have we sought for rest in vain ; 
Wilder'd in doubt, in darkness lost, 
Long have our souls been tempest -tost ; 
Low at Thy feet our sins we lay ; 
Turn not, Lord ! Thy guests away. 

Hymn 298. (34 Ch. &, H.) IIL 1. 

PLEASANT are Thy courts above, 
In the land of light and love; 
Pleasant are Thy courts below, 
In this land of sin and woe. 
0, my spirit longs and faints 
For the converse of Thy saints. 
For the brightness of Thy face. 
King of glory, God of grace ! 

2 Happy birds that sing and fly 
Hound Thy altars, Most High 1 



88 THE CHURCH. 

Happier souls that find a rest, 
In their Heavenly Father^s breast ! 
Like the wandering dove that found 
No repose on earth around, 
They can to their ark repair, 
And enjoy it ever there. ' 

3 Happy souls, their praises flow, 
Ever in this vale of woe ; 
Waters in the desert rise, 
Manna feeds them from the skies ; 

On they go from strength to strength, 
Till they reach Ihy throne at length ; 
At Thy feet adoring fall, 
Who hast led them safe through all. 

4 Lord, be mine this prize to win ; 
Guide me through this world of sin ; 
Keep me by Thy saving grace. 
Give me at Thy side a place ; 
Sun and shield alike Thou art, 
Guide and guard my erring heart ; 
Gi^ace and glory flow from Thee, 
Shower, shower them, Lord on me. 



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FESTIVALS AND FASTS. 



THE LORD'S DAY. 
Hymn 299. (36 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

AGAIN the Lord of life and light 
Awakes the kindling ray, 
Unseals the eyelids of the morn, 
And pours increasing day. 

2 what a night was that which wrapt 

A guilty world in gloom ! 
what a sun which broke this day 
Triumphant from the tomb 1 

3 The powers of darkness leagued in vain 

To bind our Lord in death ; 
He shook their kingdom, when He fell 
By His expiring breath. 

4 And now His conquering chariot wheels 

Ascend the lofty skies ; 
Broken beneath His powerful cross, 
Death's iron sceptre lies. 

5 This day be grateful homage paid, 

And loud hosannas sung ; 
Let gladness dwell in every heart, 
And praise on every tongue. 
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90 THE lord's day. 

6 Ten thousand thousand voices join 
To hail this happy morn, 
Which scatters blessings from its wings 
On nations yet unborn. 



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Hymn 300. (37 Ch. & H.) H. 4. 

OD the Creator bless'd 
The Sabbath of His rest ; 
His six days' work had brought 
The universe from nought ; 
The heavens and earth before Him stood, 
He saw them and pronounced them good. 

2 God the Redeemer bless'd 
The Sabbath of His rest. 
When all his suffering done, 
The Cross's victory won, 

In Joseph's sepulchre he lay, 
Then rising made a holier Day. 

3 And God the Spirit bless'd 
That Christian Day of rest. 
Where met with one accord 
The Servants of the Lord ; 

To whom the Father's promise came, 
Like rushing wind and living flame. 

4 The Church below hath bless'd 
And owns this Day of rest. 
When in her spousal dress 
Of blood-bought righteousness, 

Her happy spirit can rejoice 

To hear her heavenly Bridegroom's voice 

6 They love the hallo w'd Day, 
Who love to sing and pray ; 



THE lord's day. 91 

The Day of rest they love, 

Who seek their rest above : 
They love the Day of God in seven, 
Who prize an antepast of heaven. 

Hymn 301. (38 Ch. & H.) III. 5. 

GOD is in His holy temple, 
All the earth keep silence here ; 
Worship Him in truth and spirit, 
Reverence Him with godly fear ; 

Holy, holy. 
Lord of Hosts, our Lord appear. 

2 God in Christ reveals His presence, 

Throned upon the Mercy-seat : 

Saints, rejoice ! and sinners, tremble ! 

Each prepare his God to meet: 

Lowly, lowly, 
Bow adoring at His feet. 

3 Hail Him here with son^s of praises, 

Him with prayers of faith surround ; 
Hearken to His p:lorious gospel. 
While the preacher's lips expound ; 

Blessed, blessed, 
They who know the joyful sound. 

4 Though the heaven, and heaven of heavens, 

Thou Great Unsearchable ! 
Are too mean to comprehend Thee, 
Thou with man art pleased to dwell ; 

Welcome, welcome, 
God with us, Immanuel. 



92 . THE loed's day. 

Hymn 302. (39 Ch. & H.) S. M. 

STAND up, and bless the Lord, 
Ye people of His choice : 
Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, 
With heart, and soul, and voice 

2 Though high above all praise, 

Above all blessing high, i 

Who would not fear His holy name, 
And laud and magnify ? 

8 for the living flame, 

From His own altar brought, 
To touch our lips, our minds inspire, 
And wing to heaven our thought; ! 

4 God is our strength and song. 

And His salvation ours ; 
Then be His love in Christ proclaimed 
With all our ransom'd powers. 

5 Stand up and bless the Lord, 

The Lord your God adore ; 
Stand up, and bless His glorious name 
Henceforth for evermore. 

Hymn 303. (40 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

JESUS, where'er Thy people meet. 
There they behold Thy mercy-seat ; 
Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found ; 
And every place is hallow'd ground. 

2 For Thou, within no walls confin'd, 
Inhabitest the humble mind ; 



THE lord's day. 93 

Such ever brin^ Thee where they come, 
And going, take Thee to their home. 

3 Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few, 
Thy former mercies here renew ; 
Here too our waiting hearts proclaim 
The sweetness of Thy saving name. 

4 Here may we prove the power of prayer 
To strengthen faith and sweeten care, 
To teach our faint desires to rise, 

And open Heaven before our eyes.^ 

6 Lord, we are few, but Thou art near; 
Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear ; 
! rend the heavens, come quickly down, 
And make a thousand hearts Thine own. 



Hymn 304. (41 Ch. &, H.) II. 4. 

LORD of the worlds above, 
How pleasant and how fair, 
The dwellings of Thy love, 

Thine earthly temples are I 
To Thine abode my heart aspires 
With warm desires to see my God. 



The sparrow for her young 
With pleasure seeks a nest ; 

And wandering swallows long 
To find their wonted rest ; 

My spirit faints, with equal zeal. 

To rise and dwell among Thy saints. 



94 THE lord's day. 

3 happy souls that pray 

Where God appoints to hear! 
O happy men, that pay 

Their constant service there ! 
They praise Thee still ; and happy they 
That love the way to Zion's hill. 

4 They go from strength to strength, 

Through this dark vale of tears, 
Till each arrives at length. 

Till each in heaven appears : 
glorious seat, when God our King 
Shall thither bring our willing feet. 

Hymn 305. (42 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

BLEST day of God ! most calm, most 
bright, 
The first, the best of days ; 
The labourer's rest, the saint's delight. 
The day of prayer and praise. 

2 My Saviour's face made thee to shine ; 

His rising thee did raise, 
And made thee heavenly and divine 
Beyond all other days. 

3 The first-fruits oft a blessing prove 

To all the sheaves behind ; 
And they the day of Christ who love, 
A happy week shall find. 

4 This day I must with God appear ; 

For, Lord, the day is Thine ; 
Help me to spend it in Thy fear, 
And thus to make it mine. 



THE lord's day. 95 

Hymn 306. (43 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

WITHIN Thy courts have millions met, 
Millions this day before Thee bowed ; 
Their faces, heavenward, Lord, were set, 
Their solemn vows to Thee they vowed. 

2 Still as the light of morning broke 
G'er island, continent, and deep, 
The far-spread family awoke, 

Sabbath all round the world to keep. 

8 From east to west the sun surveyed. 

From north to south, adoring throngs ; 
And still where evening stretch'd her shade, 
The stars came forth to hear their songs. 

4 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh, 

Hath failed this day some suit to gain ; 
To hearts in trouble Thou wast nigh, 
N'or one hath sought Thy face in vain. 

5 The poor in spirit Thou hast fed, 

Thy chasten'd ones have kiss'd the rod, 
The mourner Thou hast comforted, 
The pure in heart have seen their God. 

Hymn 307. (44 Ch. 8l h.) L. M. 

WITH joy we hasten to the place 
Where we our Saviour oft have met; 
And while we feast upon His grace, 
Our burdens and our griefs forget. 

2 Though poverty be ours at home, 
Or with afi^iction we be fedi 



96 THE loed's day. 

It makes amends if we can come 

To God's own house for heavenly bread. 

3 We thank Thee, for Thy day, Lord, 
Here we Thy promised presence seek, 
Open Thine hand, with blessings stored, 
And grant us manna for the week. 

Hymn 308. (45 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

LORD ! in the morning Thou shalt hear 
My voice ascending high ; 
To Thee will I direct my prayer, 
To Thee lift up mine eye ; 

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone 

To plead for all His saints, 
Presenting at His Father's throne 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Thou art a God before whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand ; 
Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight, 
Nor dwell at Thy right hand. 

4 But to Thy house will I resort, 

To taste Thy mercies there ; 
I will frequent Thy holy court, 
And worship in Thy fear. 

5 Oh ! may Thy Spirit guide my feet, 

In ways of truth and grace, 
Make every path of duty straight, * 

And plain before my face. I 



THE lord's day. 97 

Hymn 309. (46 Ch. Sl h.) L. M. 

SWEET is the work, my God, my King 
To praise Thy name, give thanks, and sing : 
To show Tby love by morning light, 
And talk of all Thy truth at night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest : 
No mortal care shall seize my breast ; 
may my heart in tune* be found, 
Like David's harp of solemn sound I 

3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 

And bless His works, and bless His word ; 
His works of grace, how briglit they shine; 
How deep His counsels, how divine ! 

4 0, I shall share a glorious part, 
When grace hath well refined my heart, 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
All I desired or wish'd below ; 
And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 

Hymn 310, (47 Ch. &, H.) III. 5. 

N Thy name, Lord, assembling. 



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We, Thy people now draw near ; 
Teach us to rejoice with trembling ; 
Speak, and let Thy servants hear, 
Hear with meekness, 
Hear Thy word with godly fear. 
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98 THE lord's day. 

2 While our days on earth are lenofthen'd, 

May we p^ive them, Lord, to Thee ; 
Cheer'd by hope, and daily strengthen'd, 

May we rnn, nor wearied be. 
Till Thy glory 
Without clouds in Heaven we see. 

3 Then in worship, purer, sweeter, 

Thee, Thy people shall adore, 
Tasting of enjoyment greater 

Far than thought eoneeiv'd before ; 
FqII enjoyment. 
Pull, unmix'd, and evermore. 

Hymn 311. (48 Ch. & H.) III. 3. 

MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, " 
And the Father's boundless love, 
With the Holy Spirit's favour. 
Rest upon us from above ! 

2 Thus may we abide in union 

With each other and the Lord, 

And possess, in sweet communion, 

Joys which earth cannot afford. 



Hymn 312. (49 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

DISMISS us with Thy blessing, Lord, 
Help us to feed upon Thy word ; 
All that has been amiss, forgive, 
And let Thy truth within us live. 



THE lord's day. 99 

2 Though we are guilty, Thou art good. 
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood ; 
Give every fettered soul release, 
And bid us all depart in peace. 

Hymn 313. (22 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

"This is the day which the Lord hath made." 

A GAIN the Lord's own day is here, 
l\_ The day to Christian people dear, 
As, week by week, it bids them tell 
How Jesus rose from death and hell. 

2 For by His flock their Lord declared 
His resurrection should be shared ; 
And they who trust in Him to save 
In Him are risen from the grave. 

3 We, one and all, of Him possest 
Are with exceeding treasures blest ; 
For all He did, and all He bare. 
He gives us as our own to share. 

4 Eternal glory, rest on high, 
A blessed immortality, 

True peace and gladness, and a throne, 
Are all His gifts, and all our own. 

5 And fberefore unto Thee we sing, 
O Lord of Peace, Eternal King ; 
Thy love we praise. Thy Name adore, 
Both on this day and evermore. Amen. 



100 THE LOED's day. 



Hymn 314. (30 Anc. &, M.) C. M. 

*^And on the seventh day God ended His work which He had 

made." 

SIX days of labour now are past ; 
Thou restest, Holy God ! 
And with approving Eye hast seen 
That all is very good. 

2 Blest is the seventh morn of light, 

Hallowed for rest divine; 
Yet, Lord, a new creation needs 
That mighty power of Thine. 

3 Ten thousand voices praise Thy Name 

In earth and sea and sky ; 
But fallen man by sin has marred 
The blissful harmony. 

4 Come, Lord, create his heart anew ; 

His heart of stone remove : 
Then hymns of praise again shall rise, 
The fruits of holy love. 

6 Oh ! for the songs that Thou wilt bless, 
Where heart and voice agree ; 
Oh ! for the prayers that plead aright 
With Thy dread Majesty. 

6 All praise to God, the Three in One, 
Who hi2:h in glory reigns ; 
Who by His Word hath all things made. 
And by His Word sustains. Amen. 



ADVENT. 101 



ADVENT. 
Hymn 315. (32 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

"His Name is called the Word of Ood." 

HEAVENLY Word, Eternal Light, 
Begotten of the Father's Might, 
Who, in these latter days, art born 
For succour to a world forlorn ; 

2 Our hearts enlighten from above, 
And kindle with Thine own true love ; 
That we, who hear Thy call to-day, 
May cast earth's vanities away. 

3 And when as Judge Thou drawest nigh, 
The secrets of all hearts to try ; 
When sinners meet their awful doom, 
And saints attain their heavenly home, 

4 let us not, for evil past, 

Be driven from Thy face at last ; 
But with the blessed evermore 
Behold and love Thee and adore. 

5 To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
Praise, honour, might, and glory be, 
From age to age eternally. Amen. 

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102 ADVENT. 

Hymn 316. (34 Anc. 8l M.) S. M. 

''Teil ye the daughter of Sion, Behold, thy King cometh unto 

thee." 

THE Advent of our King 
Our prayers must now employ, 
And we must hymns of welcome sing 
In strains of holy joy. 

2 The Everlasting Son 

Incarnate deigns to be; 
Himself a servant's form puts ou, 
To set His servants free. 

3 Daughter of Sion, rise 

To meet thy lowly King; 
Nor let thy faithless heart despise 
The peace He comes to bring 

4 As Judge, on clouds of light, 

He soon will come again. 
And His true members all unite 
With him in heaven to reign. 

5 Before the dawning day 

Let sin's dark deeds be gone, 
The old man all be put away, 
The new man all put on. 

6 All glory to the Son, 

Who comes to set us free, 
With Father, Spirit, ever One, 
Through all eternity. Amen. 



ADVENT. 103 



Hymn 317. (35 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

«"The voice of one crying in the wilderness, Prepare ye the 
way of the Lord, make His paths straight/* 

ON" Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry 
Announces that the Lord is nigh; 
Awake, and hearken, for he brings 
Glad tidings of the King of kings. 

2 Then cleansed be every breast from sin ; 
Make straight the way for God within ; 
Prepare we in our hearts a home 
Where such a mighty Guest may come. 

3 For Thou art our Salvation, Lord, 
Our Refuge, and our great Reward; 
Without Thy grace we waste away, 
Like flowers that wither and decay. 

4 To heal the sick stretch out Thine Hand, 
And bid the falleu sinner stand; 

Shine forth, and let Thy light restore 
Earth's own true loveliness once more. 

5 All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee, 
Whose Advent doth Thy people free; 
Whom with the Father we adore. 
And Holy Ghost, for evermore. Amen. 



Hymn 318. (36 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

" The Redeemer shall come to Sion." 

OCOME, come, Emmanuel, 
And ransom captive Israel ; 
That mourns in lonely exile here, 
Until th€ Son of God appear. 



104 ADVENT. 

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to thee, Israel 1 

2 O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free 
Thine own from Satan's tyranny ; 
From depths of hell Thy people save, 
And give them victory o'er the grave. 
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to thee, Israel. 

• 3 come. Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer 
Our spirits by Thine Advent here; 
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, 
And death's dark shadows put to flight. 
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to thee, O Israel! 

4 come, Thou Key of David, come 

And open wide our heavenly home; 

Make safe the way that leads on high, 

And close the path to misery. 

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to thee, O Israel ! 

5 come, come, Thou Lord of Might; 
Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height, 
In ancient times didst give the law, - 
In cloud, and majesty, and awe. 

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to thee, Israel. Amen. 

Hymn 319. (38 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

*< The day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night." 

THAT day of wrath, that dreadful day. 
When heaven and earth shall pa-ss away, 



ADVENT. 105 

What power shall be the sinner's stay? 
How shall he meet that dreadful day? 

2 When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, 
The flaming heavens together roll; 
When louder yet, and yet more dread. 
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead; 

3 Oh! on that day, that wrathful day, 
When man to judgment wakes from clay, 
Be Thou, Christ, the sinner's stay 
Though heaven and earth shall pass away. 

Amen. 

Hymn 320. (39 Anc. & M.) III. 5. 

"Behold He cometh with clouds ; and every eye shall see Him, 
and they also which pierced Him." 

LO 1 He comes in clouds descending. 
Once for favoured sinners slain ; 
Thousand thousand saints attending 
Swell the triumph of His train : 

Alleluia ! 
Christ appears on earth again. 

2 Every eye shall now behold Him 

Robed in dreadful majesty; 
They who set at naught and sold Him, 
Pierced and nailed Him to the tree, 

Deeply wailing. 
Shall the true Messiah see. 

3 Those dear tokens of His Passion 

Still His dazzling Body bears ; 
Cause of endless exultation 
To His ransomed worshippers; 



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106 ADVENT. 

With what rapture 
Gaze we on those glorious scars 1 

4 Yea, Amen, let all adore Thee, 
High on Thine eternal throne; 
Saviour, take the power and glory; 
Claim the kingdoms for Thine own; 

O come quickly 1 
Alleluia I Amen. 



Hymn 321. (50 Ch. & H.) H. 3. 

WISDOM, who o'er earth below, 
Forth from the mouth of God didst flow, 
Draw nigh and help us when we call, 
And strongly, sweetly order all ; 
The path of prudence teach, that we 
May dwell with Thee eternally. 



Kuler and Lord, draw nigh, draw nigh ! 
Who to Thy flock on Sinai 
Didst give, of ancient times. Thy Law, 
In cloud, and majesty, and awe ; 
Draw nigh, draw nigh, with us to dwell, 
And save, God, Thine Israel. 

Thou rod of Jesse's stem, arise, 
And free us from our enemies ; 
And set us loose from Satan's chains, 
And from the pit with all its pains : 
Draw nigh, draw nigh, with us to dwell, 
In haste to save Thine Israel. 



ADVENT. 107 

4 Key of the House of David, come ! 
Re-open Thou our heavenly home I 
Make safe the way that we must go, 
And close the paths that lead below : 
Draw nigh, draw nigh, with us to dwell, 
And save us, Lord, from sin and hell. 

5 Orient Star, arise, draw nigh, 
To give us comfort from on high; 
And drive away the gloom of night, 
And pierce the clouds and bring us light: 
Draw nigh, Lord, with us to dwell, 

In mercy save Thine Israel. 

6 Holy of Holies, hear our cry. 
Thou Majesty of God most High ; 
Destroy our sins. Thy people bless, 
With everlasting righteousness : 
Draw nigh, draw nigh, Emanuel, 
And save Thy captive Israel. 

7 Thou on whom the Gentiles wait. 
Who 'midst the nations shall be great ; 
Thy Church's chief and corner-stone. 
Who in Thyself hast made all one ; 

come and save, for Thy dear sake. 
Mankind whom Thou of dust didst make ! 

8 Draw nigh, draw nigh, Emanuel, 
And loose Thy captive Israel, 
That mourns in lonely exile here, 
Until the Son of God appear. 
Rejoice ! rejoice ! Emanuel 
Comes now to thee, Israel. 



108 ADVENT. 

Hymn 322. (52Ch.&H.) 111.3. 

LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling 
Borders on the shades of death, 
Jesus, now Thyself revealing, 
Scatter every cloud beneath. 



2 Still we wait for Thine appearing, 

Life and joy Thy beams impart, 
Chasing all our doubts, and cheering 
Every meek and contrite heart. 

3 Show Thy power in every nation, 

Oh thou Prince of peace and love I 
Give the knowledge of Salvation, 
Fix our hearts on things above. 

4 By Thhie all-siifficient merit, 

Every burden'd soul release: 

By the presence of thy Spirit, 

^ Guide us into perfect peace. 



Hymn 323. (54 Ch. &, H.) HI. 1< 

WATCHMAN ! tell us of the night, 
What its signs of promise are ? 
Traveller ! o'er yon mountain's height, 

See that glory-beaming star ! 
Watchman ! does its 'beauteous ray 

Aught of joy or hope foretell ? 
Traveller ! yes ; it brings the day, 
Promis'd day of Israel. 



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ADVENT. 109 

2 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 

Higher yet that star ascends ! 
Traveller ! blessedness and light, 

Peace and truth, its course portends. 
Watchman ! will its beams alone 

Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
Traveller ! ages are its own, 

See, it bursts o'er all the earth, 

3 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 

For the morning seems to dawn. 
Traveller ! darkness takes its flight, 

Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
Watchman ! let thy wanderings cease. 

Hie thee to thy quiet home. 
Traveller ! lo ! the Prince of Peace, 

Lo I the Son of God is come ! 

Hymn 324, (57 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

THE Lord will come, the earth shall quake, 
The hills their fixed seat forsake ; 
And withering from the vault of night, 
The stars withdraw their feeble light. 

2 The Lord will come, but not the same 
As once in lowly form He came ; 

A silent Lamb to slaughter led, 

The bruis'd, the suflTering, and the dead ! 

3 The Lord will come, a dreadful form. 
With wreath of flame and robe of storm ; 
On cherub wings and wings of wind, 
Anointed Judge of human kind. 

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110 ADVENT. 

4 Can this be He, who wont to stray 
A pilgrim on the world's highway, 

By power oppress'd and mock'd by pride, 
The Nazarene ? the Crucified ? 

5 While sinners in despair shall call, 

*' Rocks hide us ! mountains on us fall !'' 
Thy saints, ascending from the tomb, 
Shall joyful sing — '' The Lord is come !" 

Hymn 325. (58 Ch. & H.) C. M 

MESSIAH! at Thy glad approach 
The howling winds are still; 
Thy praises fill the lonely waste, 
And breathe from every hill. 

2 The incense of the spring ascends 

Upon the morning gale ; 
Fresh o'er the hill the roses bloom, 
The lilies in the vale. 

3 Renew'd, the earth a robe of light, 

A robe of beauty wears ; 
And in new heavens a brighter sun 
Leads on the promised years. 

4 Let Israel to the Prince of Peace 

A loud hosanna sing ; 
With hallelujahs and with hymns, 
Zion, hail thy King. 



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Hymn 326. (59 Ch. &, H.) P. M. 

THE Church has waited long, 
Her absent Lord to see, 
And still in loneliness she waits, 

A friendless stranger she. 
Age after age has gone, 
Sun after sun has set, 
And still in weeds of widowhood, 
She weeps a mourner yet. 

Come, then, Lord Jesus, come I 

2 Saint after saint on earth 

Has liv'd, and lov'd, and died; 
And as they left us one by one, 

We laid them side by side ; 
We laid them down to sleep. 

But not in hope forlorn ; 
We laid them but to ripen there. 

Till the last glorious morn. 

Come, then. Lord Jesus, come I 

3 The serpent's brood increase. 

The powers of hell grow bold, 
The conflict thickens, faith is low, 

And love is waxing cold. 
How long, Lord our God, 

Holy, and true, and good. 
Wilt Thou not judge Thy suft''ring Church, 

Her sighs, and tears, and blood ? 
Come, then, Lord Jesus, come 1 

' 4 We long to hear Thy voice. 
To see Thee face to facet 



112 ADVENT, '^"' 



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To share Thy crown and glory then, 

As now we share Thy grace. 
Should not the loving bride 

Her absent bridegroom mourn ? 
Should she not wear the signs of grief 

Until her Lord return ? 

Come, then, Lord Jesus, come I 

. 5 The whole creation groans, 

And waits to hear that voice 
That shall her beauteousness restore, 

And make her wastes rejoice. 
Come, l^ord, and wipe away 

Tlie curse, the sin, the stain, 
And make this blighted world of ours 
Thine own fair world again. 

Come, then, Lord Jesus, come ! 

Hymn 327. (62 Ch. & H.) III. 1. 

IN the sun, and moon, and stars. 
Signs and wonders there shall be ; 
Earth shall quake with inward wars, 
Nations with perplexity. 

2 Soon shall ocean's hoary deep, 

Toss'd with stronger tempests, rise : 
Wilder storms the mountains sweep, 
Louder thunders rock the skies. 

3 Dread alarms shall shake the proud, 

Pale amazement, restless fear; 
And amid the thunder cloud 
Shall the Judge of man appear. 



ADVENT. 113 

4 But, though from His awful face, 

Heaven shall fade, and earth shall fly; 
Pear not ye, His chosen race. 
Your redemption draweth nigh. 



Hymn 328. (63 Ch. &, H.) HI. 1, 

SEE the ransomed millions stand, 
Palms of conquest in each hand ! 
This before the throne their strain, — 
"Hell is vanquished — death is slain I 



2 "Blessing, honour, glory, might, 
Are the Conqueror's native right; 
Thrones and powers before Him fall, 
Lamb of God, and Lord of all I" 



3 Hasten, Lord ! the promised hour ; 
Come in glory and in power ; 
Still Thy foes are unsubdued ; 
Nature sighs to be renewed. 

4 Time has nearly reach'd its sum; 

All things, with the Bride, say, " Come 1' 
Jesus ! whom all worlds adore, 
Come, and reign for evermore. 

Hymn 329. (64 Ch. & H.) 11. 6. 

REJOICE, rejoice, believers I 
And let your lights appear, 
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114 ADVEXT. 

The evening is advancing, 
The darker night is near. 

The Bridegroom is arising ; 
And soon will He draw nigh : 

Up I pray, and watch, and wrestle, 
At midnight comes the cry. 

2 See that your lamps are burning, 

Replenish them with oil ; 
Look now for your salvation, 

The end of sin and toil. 
The watchers on the mountain 

Proclaim the Bridegroom near, 
Go, meet Him as He cometh. 

With hallelujahs clear. 

3 Oh ! wise and holy virgins, 

Now raise your voices higher, 
Till in yoar jubilations, 

Ye meet the angel-choir. 
The marriage feast is waiting, 

The gates wide open stand ; 
Up, up, ye heirs of glory. 

The Bridegroom is at hand. 

4 Our hope and expectation, 

Jesus, now appear ; 
Arise, Thou Sun so looked for, 

O'er this benighted sphere ! 
With hearts and hands uplifted, 

We plead, Lord, to see 
The day of our redemption. 

And ever be with Thee 1 



CHRISTMAS. 115 

CHRISTMAS. 
Hymn 330. (65 Ch. & H.) III. 5. 

AKGELS, from the realms of glory- 
Wing your flight o'er all the earth, 
Ye who sang creation's story, 
Now proclaim Messiah's birth ; 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ the new-born King. 

2 Shepherds, in the field abiding. 

Watching o'er your flocks by night, 
God with man is now residing, 
Yonder shines the infaut-light ; 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ the new-born King. 



3 Sages, leave your contemplations. 

Brighter visions beam afar. 
Seek the great Desire of nations ; 

Ye have seen his natal star ; 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ the new-born King. 

4 Saints, before the altar bending, 

Watching long in hope and fear, 



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116 CHRISTMAS. 

Suddenly, the Lord descending, 
In His temple shall appear; 
Come and worship, 
"Worship Christ the new-born King 

5 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, 
Doomed for guilt to endless pains, 
Justice now revokes the sentence, 
Mercy calls you, break your chains; 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ the new-born King. 



Hymn 331. (67 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

pOME, hither! ye faithful, 
Vy' Triumphantly sing ! 
Come, see in the manger 

The angels' dread King I 
To Bethlehem hasten, 

With joyful accord 1 
Oh, come ye, come hither 

To worship the Lord 1 



2 True Son of the Father, 

He comes from the skies; 
To be born of a Virgin 
• He doth not despise. 
To Bethlehem hasten, etc. 

3 Hark, hark to the angels I 

All singing in Heaven, 



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CHRISTMAS. 117 

'^To God in the highest 
All glory be given ! " 
To Bethlehem hasten^ etc. 

4 To Thee, then, Jesus, 

This day of Thy birth, 
Be glory and honour 

Through heaven and earth ; 
True Godhead Incarnate ! 

Omnipotent Word i 
Oh, come ! let us hasten 

To worship the Lord I 

Hymn 332. (68 Ch. &, H.) 0. M. 

MOBTALS, awake, with angels join, 
And chant the solemn lay; 
Joy, love, and gratitude, combine 
To hail th' auspicious day. 



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2 In Heaven the rapturous song began, 
And sweet seraphic fire 
Through all the shining legions ran 
And strung and tun'd the lyre. 

8 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 
And loud the echo rolPd ; 
The theme, the song, the joy, was new, 
• 'Twas more than Heaven could hold. 

4 Down through the portals of the sky, 
Th' impetuous torrent ran; 
And angels flew, with ecstasy, 
To bear the news to man. 



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5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, 

And glory leads the song ; 
Good-will and peace are heard throughout 
Th' harmonious angel throng. 

6 Hail, Prince of life ! forever hail, 

Redeemer, Brother, Friend I 
Though earth, and time, and life should fail, 
Thy praise shall never end. 



Hymn 333. 



(69Ch.&H.) 



III. 1, 



SWEETER, sounds than music knows 
Charm me in IramanuePs name ; 
All her hopes my spirit owes 

To His birth, and cross, and shame. 

2 When He came, the angels sung, 

'' Glory be to God on high ; " 
Lord, unloose my faltering tongue, 
Who should louder sing than I ? 

3 Did the Lord a man become, 

That He raip:ht the law fulfil; 
Bleed and suffer in my room ? 

And canst thou, my tongue, be still? 

4 No, I must my praises bring, 

Though they worthless are, and weak ; 
For should I refuse to sing, * 

Sure the very stones would speak. 

5 my Saviour, Shield, and Sun, 

Shepherd, Brother, Master, Friend, 
Ev'ry precious name in one; 
I will love Thee without end. 



CHEISTMAS. 119 

Hyiim 334. (70 Ch. Sl H.) III. 1. 

BRIGHT and joyful is the morn, 
For to us a cliild is born ; 
From the highest realms of Heaven, 
Unto us a Son is given. 

2 On His shoulder He shall bear 
Power and majesty, and wear 
On His vesture and His thigh, 
Names most awful, names most high. 

3 Wonderful in counsel He, 
Christ, th' incarnate Deity ; 
Sire of ages ne'er to cease ; 
King of kings, and Prince of peace. 

4z Come and worship at His feet; 
Yield to Him the homage meet ; 
From the manger to the throne. 
Homage due to God alone. 

Hymn 335. (72 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

MY song shall bless the Lord of all, 
My praise shall climb to His abode ; 
Thee, Saviour, by that name I call, 
The great Supreme, the mighty God. 

2 Without beginning or decline, 

Object of faith, and not of sense ; 
Eternal ages saw Him shine. 
He shines eternal ages hence. 

3 As much, when in the manger laid. 

Almighty Ruler of the sky, 



120 CHRISTMAS. 

As when the six days' work He made 
Fiird all the morning stars with joy. 

4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, 
Salvation is His dearest claim, 
That gracious sound well pleas'd He hears, 
And owns Immanuel for His name. 

Hymn 336. (73 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

The Presentation of Christ in the Temple. 

LOKD, at Thy temple we appear, ^ 

As happy Simeon came, 
And hope to meet our Saviour here ; 
make our joys the same ! 

2 With what divine and vast delight 

The good old man was fill'd. 
When, fondly in his withered arms, 
He clasp'd the holy Child ! 

3 ^'Now I can leave this world," he cried ; 

^' Behold thy servant dies ; 
I've seen Thy great salvation, Lord, 
And close my peaceful eyes: 

4 "This is the light prepar'd to shine 

Upon the Gentile lands. 
Thine Israel's glory and their hope. 
To break their slavish bands." 

5 Jesus ! the vision of Thy face 

Hath overpowering charms ! 



CHRISTMAS. 121 

Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, 
If Thou be in my arms. 

Hymn 337. (42 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

"Let us now go unto Bethlehem/' 

OCOME, all ye faithful, 
Joyful and triumphant; 
come ye, come ye to Bethlehem; 
Come and behold Him 
Born the King of Angels; 
come, let us adore Him, 
come, let us adore Him, 
come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. 

2 God of God, 
Light of Light, 

Lo! He abhors not the Yirgin's womb; 

Yery God, 

Begotten, not created; 
come, let us adore Him, &c. 

3 Sing, choirs of angels, 
Sing in exultation, 

Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above, 

Glory to God 

In the highest ; 
come, let us adore Him, &c. 

4 Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, 
Born this happy morning; 

Jesu, to Thee be glory given; 
Word of the Father, 
Now in flesh appearing ; 
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122 CHRISTMAS. 

O come, let us adore Him, 
come, let us adore Him, 
come, let us adore Him, Christ the 
Lord. Amen. 



Hymn 338. (46 Anc. &, M.) P. M^ 

^' God was manifest in the flesh." " 

OF the Father's Love begotten 
Ere the worlds began to be, 
He is Alpha and Omega, 

He the source, the ending He, 
Of the things that are, that have been, 
And that future years shall see, 
Evermore and evermore 1 



This is He whom seers in old time 
Chanted of with one accord; 

Whom the voices of the Prophets 
Promised in their faithful word ; 

Now He shines, the long-expected: 
Let creation praise its Lord: 
Evermore and evermore ! 



ye heights of Heaven, adore Him I 
Angel-hosts, His praises singl 

All dominions bow before Him 
And extol our God and King: 

Let no tongue on earth be silent, 
Every voice in concert ring, 
Evermore and evermore 1 



CHRISTMAS. 123 

Christ ! to Thee, with God the Father, 
And, O Holy Ghost, to Thee ! 

Hymn and chant, and high thanksgiving, 
And unwearied praises be, 

Honour, glory, and domioion, 
And eternal victory, 

Evermore and evermore ! Amen. 



Hymn 339. (47 Anc. &. M.) P. M. 

'^Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy." 

CHRISTIANS, awake, salute the happy 
morn 
Whereon the Saviour of mankind was born ; 
Rise to adore the mystery of love. 
Which hosts of angels chanted from above; 
With them the joyful tidings first begun 
Of God Incarnate and the Virgin's Son. 



Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, 
Who heard the angelic herald's voice, '' Be- 
hold, 
I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth 
To you and all the nations upon earth : 
This day hath God fulfilled His promised word, 
This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord." 



3 He spake ; and straightway the celestial choir 
In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire: 
The praises of redeeming love they sang, 
And heaven's whole orb with alleluias rang: 



124 NEW YEAR. 

God's highest glory was their anthem still, 
Peace upon earth, and unto men good will. 

4 To Bethlehem straight th' enlightened shep- 
herds ran, 
To see the wonders God had wrought for man ; 
Then to their flocks, still praisiag God, return, 
And their glad hearts with holy rapture burn; 
To all the joj^ful tidings they proclaim, 
The first apostles of the Saviour's Name. 

6 Oh ! may we keep and ponder in our mind 
God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind ; 
Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss, 
From the poor manger to the bitter cross ; 
Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace, 
Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. 

6 Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among, 
To join, redeemed, a glad triumphant throng : 
He that was born upon this joyful day 
Around us all His glory shall display; 
Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing 
Eternal praise to heaven's Almighty King. 
Amen. 



NEW YEAR. 
Hymn 340. (239 Anc. &, M.) III. 1. 

^^So teach us to number our days, that we may apply oui 
hearts unto wisdom." 

FOR Thy mercy and Thy grace 
Constant through another year, 



NEW YEAR. 125 

Hear our song of thankfulness ; 
Jesu, our Redeemer, hear. 

2 In our weakness and distress, 

Rock of Strength, be Thou our Stay, 
In the pathless wilderness 
Be our true and living Way. 

3 Who of us death's awful road 

In the coming year shall tread, 
With Thy rod and stafi*, God, 
Comfort Thou his dying bed. 

4 Make us faithful, make us pure, 

Keep us evermore Thine own, 
Help Thy servants to endure. 
Fit us for the promised crown. 

5 So within Thy palace gate 

We shall praise, on golden strings, 
Thee, the only Potentate, 

Lord of lords, and King of kings. Amen. 

Hymn 311. (240 Anc. &, M.) C. INL 

'*And now, Lord, what is my hope? truly my hope is even in 

Thee.'' 

THE year is gone, beyond recall, 
With all its hopes a^id fears, 
With all its bright and gladdening smiles. 
With all its mourners' tears. 

2 Thy thankful people praise Thee, Lord, 
For countless gifts received, 
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126 NEW YEAR. 

And pray for grace to keep the Faith 
Which saints of old believed. 

3 To Thee we come, gracious Lord, 

The new-born year to bless; 
Defend our land from pestilence, 
Give peace and plenteousness ; 

4 Forgive this nation's many sins, 

The growth of vice restrain, 
And help us all with sin to strive, 
And crowns of life to gain. 

5 From evil deeds that stain the past, 

We now desire to flee ; 
And pray that future years may all 

Be spent, good Lord, for Thee. ^mL 

6 Father, let thy watchful Eye 

Still look on us in love, 
That we may praise Thee, year by year, 
As angels do above. 

7 All glory to the Father be. 

All glory to the Son, 
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, 
While endless a":es run. Amen. 



Hymn 34:2. (79Ch.&,H.) P.M. 

COME, let us anew 
Our journey pursue, 
Roll round with the year, 
And never stand still till the Master appear ; 



CIRCUMCISION. 127 

His adorable will 
Let us gladly fulfil, 
And our talents improve 
By the patience of hope and the labour of love. 

2 Our life is a dream ; 
Our time, as a stream, 
Glides swiftly away. 

And the fugitive moment refuses to stay : 

The arrow is flown, 

The moment is gone, 

The millennial year 
Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 

3 Oh I that each in the day 
Of His coming, may say, 

'' I have fought my way through, 
I have finished the work Thou didst give me 
to do !'' 

Oh ! that each from his Lord 

Mav receive the glad word, 

''Well and faithfully done; 
Enter into My joy, and sit down on My throne I" 



CIRCUMCISION. 
Hymn 343. (55 Anc. &, M.) S. M. 

**And when eight days were accomplished for the circumcising 
of the Child, His name was called Jesus." 

THE ancient law departs, 
And all its terrors cease } 



128 EPIPHANY. 

For Jesus makes with faithful hearts 
A covenant of peace. 

2 The Light of Light divine, 

True Brightness undefiled, 
He bears for us the shame of sin, 
A Holy Spotless Child. 

3 His Infant Body now 

Begins our pain to feel; 
Those precious drops of Blood that flow 
For death the victim seal. 

4 To-day the Name is Thine 

At which we bend the knee ; 
They call Thee Jesus, Child Divine! 
Our Jesus deign to be. 

5 All praise, Eternal Son, 

For Thy redeeming love, 
With Father, Spirit, ever One, 
In glorious might above. Amen. 



EPIPHANY. 
Hymn 344. (58 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

" We have seen His star in the east." 

WHAT star is this, with beams so bright, 
More beauteous than the noonday light ? 
It shines to herald forth the King, 
And Gentiles to His cradle bring. 



EPIPHANY. 129 

2 See now fulfilled what God decreed, 
^' From Jacob shall a star proceed ;'^ 
And Eastern sages with atnaze 
Upon the wondrous vision gaze. 

3 The guiding star above is bright, 
Within them shines a clearer light, 
Which leads them on with power benign 
To seek the Giver of the sign. 

4 True love can brook no dull delay ; 
Nor toil nor dangers stop their way: 
Home, kindred, father-land, and all 
They leave at their Creator's call. 

5 Jesu 1 while the star of grace 
Allures us now to seek Thy Face, 
Let not our slothful hearts refuse 
The guidance of that light to use. 

6 All glory, Jesu, be to Thee 
For this Thy glad Epiphany, 
Whom with the Father we adore, 

And Holy Ghost, for evermore. Amen, 

Hymn 345. (59 Anc. & M.) HI. 3. 

" And thou, Bethlehem, in the land of Juda, art not the least 
among the Princes of Juda; for out of thee shall come a 
Governor, that shall rule My people Israel." 

EARTH has many a noble city ; 
Bethlehem, thou dost all excel ; 
Out of thee the Lord from heaven 
Came to rule His Israel. 

2 Fairer than the sun at morning 
Was the star that told His birth, 
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130 EPIPHANY. 

To the world its God announcing 
Seen in fleshly form on earth. 

3 Eastern sages at His cradle 

Make oblations rich and rare ; 
See them give, in deep devotion, 
Gold, and frankincense, and myrrh, 

4 Sacred gifts of mystic meaning : 

Incense doth their God disclose. 

Gold the King of kings proclaimeth, 

Myrrh His sepulchre foreshows. 

5 Jesu, whom the Gentiles worshipped 

At Thy glad Epiphany, 
Unto Thee, with God the Father 
And the Spirit, glory be. Amen. 

Hymn 346. (62 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

'^And He went down with them, and came to Nazareth, and 

was subject unto them." 

THE Heavenly Child in stature grows, 
And, growing, learns to die; 
And still His early training shows 
His* coming agony. 

2 The Son of God His glory hides 

With parents mean and poor ; 
And He who made the heavens abides 
In dwelling-place obscure. 

3 Those mighty Hands that rule the sky 

No earthly toil refuse ; 
The Maker of the stars on high 
An humble trade pursues. 



EPIPHANY. 13] 

4 He whom the choirs of angels praise, 

Bearing each dread decree, 
His earthly parents now obeys, 
In deep humility. 

5 For this Thy lowliness revealed, 

Jesu, we Thee adore ; 
And praise to God the Father yield 
And Spirit evermore. Amen. 



Hymn 347. (63 Anc. & M.) III. 2. 

" God be merciful unto us and bless us; and show us the light 
of His countenance.^* 

GOD of mercy, God of grace, 
Show the brightness of Thy Face; 
Shine upon us, Saviour, shine, 
Fill Thy Church with light divine ; 
And Thy saving health extend 
Unto earth's remotest end. 

2 Let the people praise Thee, Lord ; 
Let Thy love on all be poured ; 
Let the nations shout and sing 
Glory to their Saviour King ; 

At Thy Feet their tribute pay, 
And Thy holy Will obey. 

3 Let the people praise Thee, Lord ; 
Earth shall then her fruits afford; 
God to man His blessing give, 
Man to God devoted live ; 

All below, and all above, 

One in joy, and light, and love. Amen. 



132 EPIPHANY. 

Hymn 348. (64 Anc. &, M.) III. 2. 

''When thej saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding 
great joy." 

AS with gladness men of old 
Did the guiding star behold ; 
As with joy they hailed its light, 
Leading onward, beaming bright ; 
So, most gracious Lord, may we 
Evermore be led to Thee. 

2 As with joyful steps they sped 
To that lowly manger-bed ; 
There to bend the knee before 
Him whom heaven and earth adore ; 
So may we with willing feet 
Ever seek the mercy-seat. 

3 As they offered gifts most rare 
At that manger rude and bare ; 
So may we with holy joy, 
Pure and free from sin's alloy, 
All our costliest treasures bring, 
Christ ! to Thee our heavenly King. 

4 Holy Jesus, every day 
Keep us in the narrow way ; 
And, when earthly things are past, 
Bring our ransomed souls at last 
Where they need no star to guide, 
Where no clouds Thy glory hide. 

6 In the. heavenly country bright 
Need they no created light ; 
Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, 
Thou its Sun which goes not down ; 



EPIPHANY. 133 

There forever may we sing 
Alleluias to our King. Amen. 

Hymn 349. (65 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

" Unto you which believe He is precious/' 

JESU ! the very thought is svi^eet ! 
In that dear Name all heart-joys meet : 
But oh ! than honey sweeter far 
The glimpses of His Presence are. 

2 No word is sung more sweet than this, 
No sound is heard more full of bliss, 
No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh, 
Than Jesus, Son of God most High. 

3 Jesu, the hope of souls forlorn, 

How good to them for sin that mourn! 
To them that seek Thee, oh, how kind ! 
But what art Thou to them that find? 

4 No tongue of mortal can express, 
No pen can write the blessedness. 
He only who hath proved it knows 
What bliss from love of *Jesus flows. 

5 Jesu, King of wondrous might I 
Victor, glorious from the fight ! 
Sweetness that may cot be expressed, 
And altogether loveliest! 

6 Abide with us, Lord, to-day. 
Fulfil us with Thy grace, we pray ; 
And with Thine own true sweetness feed 

Our souls from sin and darkness freed. Amen. 
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134 EPIPHANY. 

Hymn 850. (81 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

TTJ^E come not with a costly store, 
VV Lord, like them of old, 
The masters of the starry lore, 

From Ophir's shore of gold ; 
No weepings of the incense tree 

Are with the gifts we bring ; 
No odorous myrrh of Araby 

Blends with our offering. 

2 But faith and love may bring their best, 

A spirit keenly tried 
By tierce affliction's fiery test, ^ 

And seven times purified ; 
The fragrant graces of the mind. 

The virtues that delight 
To give their perfume out, will find 

Acceptance in thy sight. 

Hymn 351. (82 Ch. & H.) TIL 5. 







N the mountain's top appearing, 
Lo ! the sacred herald stands, 



Welcome news to Zion bearino;, 
Zion long in hostile lands. 
Mourning captive, 
God himself shall loose thy bands. 

Has thy night been long and mournful ? 

Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? 
Have thy foes been proud and scornful. 

By thy sighs and tears unmov'd ? 
Cease thy mourning ; 

Zion still is well belov'd. 



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EPIPHANY. 135 

3 God, thy God, will now restore thee ; 

He Himself appears thy Friend ; 
All thy foes shall flee before thee ; 
Here their boasts and triumphs end ; 

Great deliverance 
Zion's King will surely send. 

4 Enemies no more shall trouble ; 

All thy wrongs shall be redress'd ; 
For thy shame thou shalt have double, 
In thy Maker's favor blest : 

All thy conflicts 
End in everlasting rest. 

Hymn 352. (83 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

JOY to the world, the Lord is come ! 
Let earth receive her King ; 
Let every heart prepare Him room, 
And heav'n and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns, 

Let men their songs employ ; 
While fields, and floods, rocks, hills and 
plains 
Kepeat the sounding joy. 

3 No more let sin and sorrow grow. 

Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
He comes to make His blessings flow 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace, 

And makes the nations prove 



136 EPIPHANY. 

The glories of His righteousness, 
And wonders of His love. 



Hymn 353. (84 Ch. &, H.) III. 1. 

HARK ! the song of jubilee ; 
Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
Or the fulness of the sea, 

When it breaks upon the shore : 
Hallelujah ! for the Lord 

God omnipotent shall reign ; 
Hallelujah ! let the word 

Echo round the earth and main. 



Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound, 

From the centre to the skies, 
Wakes above, beneath, around, 

All creation's harmonies : 
See Jehovah's banners furPd ; 

Sheath'd His sword : He speaks, ^tis done. 
And the kingdoms of this world 

Are the kingdoms of His Son. 

He shall reign from pole to pole 

With illimitable sway ; 
He shall reign, when, like a scroll. 

Yonder heavens have passed away : 
Then the erid ; beneath His rod, 

Man's last enemy shall fall ; 
Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 

God in Christ, is all in all. 



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SEPTUAGESIMA, Etc. 
Hymn 354. (68 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

*^How shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land?" 

CREATOR of the world, to Thee 
An endless rest of joy belongs ; 
And heavenly choirs are ever free 
To sing on high their festal songs. 

2 But we are fallen creatures here, 

Where pain and sorrow daily come ; 
And how can we in exile drear 

Sing out, as they, sweet songs of Home ? 

3 Father, who dost promise still 

That they who mourn shall blessed be, ' 
Grant us to weep for deeds of ill 
That banish us so long from Thee : 

4 But weeping, grant us faith to rest 

In hope upon Thy loving care ; 
Till Thou restore us, with the blest. 

Their songs of praise in heaven to share. 

5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom heaven and earth adore, 
From men and from the angel-host 

Be praise and glory evermore. Amen. 
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138 SEPTUAGESIMA. 

Hymn 355. (69 Anc. & M.) L. M,, 

"Behold, I create new heavens and a new earth/ 

OLORD, in perfect bliss above 
Thou eouldst not need created love ; 
And yet Thou didst Thy power display, 
And earth's foundations firmly lay. 

2 Things that were not, at Thy command, 
In perfect form before Thee stand, 
And all to their Creator raise 
A wondrous harmony of praise. 

8 But even while the world came forth 
In all the beauty of its birth, 
In Thy deep thought Thou didst behold 
Another world of nobler mould. 

4 For Thou didst will that Christ should frame i 
A new creation by His Name ; 
Its seed, the living word of grace. 
He scatters wide in every place ; 

5 Its home, when time shall be no more, 
In heaven with Thee for evermore ; 
Accepted io Thy boundless love 
To share His throne and joy above. 

6 Father, bless, for they are Thine, 
O Son, direct in love divine, 
O Holy Ghost, with grace endue 
The old creation and the new. Amen. 



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SEPTUAGESIMA, 139 

Hymn 356, (70 Anc. & M.) L.' M. 

' These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but 
having seen them afar off, and were persuaded of them, and 
embraced them, and confessed that they were strangers and 
pilgrims on the earth/' 

HOW blest were they who walked in love 
With Christ, while yet He dwelt above ! 
A righteous band, sustained by grace ; 
The fathers of the faithful race. 

2 who can tell as should be told 
The praises of those men of old, 
Their patient faith, their longing sighs 
Of hope uplifted to the skies ? 

3 Strangers and pilgrims here below, 
They deemed the world an empty show ; 
To purer joys their hearts were given ; 
The better land they sought was Heaven. 

4 The soul that truly cleaves to God 
Still longs to gain that blest abode : 
O Christ, forbid our souls to roam, 
And fix them on our own true Home. 

5 All praise to God the Father be ; 
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee ; 
Whom with the Spirit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 



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Hymn 357. (71 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

' The invisible things of Him from the creation of the world 
are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are 
made." 



THERE is a book, who runs may read, 
Which heavenly truth imparts, 
And all the lore its scholars need, 
Pure eyes and Christian hearts. 

2 The woi-ks of God, above, below, 

Within us and around,* 
Are pages in that book to show 
How God Himself is found. 

3 The glorious sky, embracing all, 

Is like the Maker's love, 
Wherewith encompassed, great and small 
In peace and order move. 

4 The moon above, the church below, 

A wondrous race they run ; 
But all their radiance, all their glow. 
Each borrows of its Sun. 

5 The Savioar lends the light and heat 

That crown His holy hill ; 
The saints, like stars, around His seat 
Perform their courses still. 

6 Thou, who hast given me eyes to see 

And love this sight so fair, 
Give me a heart to find oat Thee, 
And- read Thee everywhere. Amen. 



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LENT. 141 

Hymn 358. (72 Anc. &, M.) II. 1. 

*' Now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three : but the great- 
est of these is charity/' 

GREAT Mover of all hearts, whose Hand 
Doth all the secret springs command 
Of human thought and will, 
Thou, since the world w^as made, dost bless 
Th J saints with fruits of holiness, 
Their order to fulfil. 

2 Faith, hope, and love, here weave one chain ; 
But love alone shall then remain 

When this short day is gone ; 
Love, Truth, endless Light, 
When shall w^e see Thy Sabbath bright 

With all our labours done ? 

3 We sow 'mid perils here and tears ; 
There the glad hand the harvest bears, 

Which here in grief hath sown : 
Great Three in One, the increase give; 
These gifts of grace, by which we live. 

With heavenly glory crown. Amen. 



LENT 



Hymn 359. (73Anc.«^M.) CM. 

" Rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto the 
Lord your God." 

NCE more the solemn season calls 
A holy fast to keep ; 
And now within the temple walls 
Both priest and people weep. 







142 LENT. 

2 But vain all outward sign of grief, 

And vain the form of prayer, 
Unless the heart implore relief, 
And penitence be there. 

3 We smite the breast, we weep, in vain, 

In vain in ashes mourn, 
Unless with penitential pain 
The smitten soul be torn. 

4 In sorrow true then let us pray 

To our offended God, 
From us to turn His wrath away 
And stay the uplifted rod. 

5 God, our Judge and Father, deign 

To spare the bruised reed ; 
We pray for time to turn again, 
For grace to turn indeed. 

6 Blest Three in One, to Thee we bow, 

Youchsafe us, in Thy love. 
To gather from these fasts below 
Immortal fruit above. Amen. 

Hymn 360. (75 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

'^0 deliver us, and be merciful unto our sins, for Thy 'Same's 

sake." 

MERCIFUL Creator, hear; 
To us in pity bow Thine ear : 
Accept the tearful prayer we raise 
In this our fast of forty days. 

2 Each heart is manifest to Thee ; 
Thou knowest our infirmity ; 
Repentant now we seek Thy Face ; 
Impart to us Thy pardoning grace. 



LENT. 143 

3 Our sins are manifold and sore, 

But spare Thou them who sin deplore ; 
And for Thine own Name's sake make whole 
The fainting and the weary soul. 

4 Grant us to mortify each sense 
By means of outward abstinence, 
That so from every stain of sin 
The soul may keep her fast within. 

6 Blest Three in One, and One in Three, 
Almighty God, we pray to Thee, 
That Thou wouldst now vouchsafe to bless 
Our fast with fruits of righteousness. Amen. 

Hymn 361. (77 Anc. &, M.) 11. 1. 

" In due season we shall reap, if we faint not.'' 

OTHOU who dost to man accord 
His highest prize, his best reward ; 
Thou Hope of all our race ; 
Jesu, to Thee we now draw near, 
Our earnest supplications hear. 
Who humbly seek Thy Face. 

2 With self- accusing voice within. 
Our conscience tells of many a sin 

In thought and word and deed : 
cleanse that conscience from all stain, 
The penitent restore again, 

From every burthen freed. 

3 If Thou reject us, who shall give 
Our fainting spirits strength to live ? 

'Tis Thine alone to spare ; 
With cleansed hearts to pray aright 



144 LENT. 

And find acceptance in Thy sight, 
Be this our lowly prayer. 

4 'Tis Thou hast blessed this solemn fast; 
So may its days by us be passed 

In self-control severe, 
That when our Easter morn we hail, 
Its mystic feast we may not fail 

To keep with conscience clear. 

5 Blessed Trinity, bestow 
Thy pardoning grace on us below, 

And shield us evermore ; 
Until, within Thy courts above, 
We see Thy Face, and sing Thy love, 

And with Thy saints adore. Amen. 

Hymn 362. (78 Anc. &, M.) III. 1. 

•'And Jesus was led by the Spirit into the wilderness, being 
forty days tempted of the Devil. And in those days He did 
eat nothing.^' 

FORTY days and forty nights 
Thou wast fasting in the wild ; 
Forty days and forty nights 
Tempted, and yet undefiled. 

2 Sunbeams scorching all the day ; 

Chilly dew-drops nightly shed ; 
Prowling beasts about Thy way ; 
Stones Thy pillow ; earth Thy bed. 

3 Shall not we Thy sorrow share. 

And from earthly joys abstain, 
Fasting with unceasing prayer. 
Glad with Thee to suffer pain? 



LENT. 145 

4 And if Satan, vexing sore, 

Flesh or spirit should assail, 
Thou, his Vanquisher before, 
Grant we may not faint or fail. 

5 So shall we have peace divine ; 

Holier gladness ours shall be ; 
Round us, too, shall angel-s shine, 
Such as ministered to Thee. 

6 Keep, keep us, Saviour dear, 

Ever constant by Thy side ; 
That with Thee we may appear 
At th' eternal Eastertide. Amen. 

Hymn 363. (79 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

^^ A broken and contrite heart, God, Thou wilt not despise.^' 

LORD, when we bend before Thy throne, 
And our confessions pour, 
Teach us to feel the sins we own. 
And hate what we deplore. 

2 Our broken spirit pitying see 5 

True penitence impart ; 
Then let a kindling glance from Thee 
Beam hope upon the heart. 

3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, 

May we our wills resign ; 
And not a thought our bosoms share, 
Which is not wholly Thine. 

4 May faith each weak petition fill, 

And waft it to the skies, 
And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still 
That grants it or denies. 
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146 LENT. 

5 All glory to the Father be, 
All glory to the Son, 
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, 
While endless ages run. Amen. 

Hymn 364. (80 Anc. &, M.) C. M. 

'* Eater not into judgment with Thy servant, Lord; for in 
Thy sight shall no man living be justified.'" 

LORD, turn not Thy face from me, 
Who lie in woeful state, 
Lamenting all my sinful life 
Before Thy mercy-gate ; 

2 A gate that opens wide to those 
That do lament their sin ; 

Shut not that gate against me. Lord, 
But let me enter in. 

3 And call me not to strict account 
How I have sojourned here ; 

For then my guilty conscience knows 
How vile I shall appear. 

4 Mercy, Good Lord, mercy I ask; 
This is my humble prayer ; 

For mercy, Lord, is all my suit, 
let Thy mercy spare. 

5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
The God whom we adore, 

Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 



LENT. 147 

Hymn 365. (82 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

"My soul fleeth unto the Lord." 

LORD, in this Thy mercy's day, 
Ere it pass for aye away, 
On our knees we fall and pray. 

2 Holy Jesu, grant us tears, 

Fill us with heart-searching fears 
Ere that awful doom appears. 

3 Lord, on us Thy Spirit pour, 
Kneeling lowly at the door 
Ere it close for evermore. 

4 By Thy night of agony, 
By Thy supplicating cry, 
By Thy willingness to die, 

5 By Thy tears of bitter woe 
For Jerusalem below. 

Let us not Thy love forego. 

6 Grant us 'neath Thy wings a place, 
Lest we lose this day of grace 

Ere we shall behold Thy face. Amen. 

Hymn 366. (85 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

OSAYIOUR, leave us not alone 
To wrestle with our sin. 
But aid us in these holy hours 
Of solemn discipline. 

2 Let not the Tempter tempt us. Lord, 
Beyond our strength to bear, 



148 LENT. 

Though in the desert of our woe 
He wildly prompts despair. 

3 Let not our humble confidence 

Be from Thy promise stirred, 
]N"or clouds of dark distrust spring up 
Between us and Thy word. 

4 Nor let us yet be lifted up 

By him, the Prince of air, 
To scale presumption's dizzy height, 
And left to perish there : 

5 Nor, on the Temple's pinnacle, 

In our self-righteous pride. 
Be set forsaken of Thine aid, 
For demons to deride. 

6 And oh ! when pleasure, power, and pomp 

Around our vision swim, 
And through the soft enchanting mist 
He bids us worship Him ; 

T Assist us from the reeling sense 
The serpent's spell to break, 
And tread the arch-apostate down, 
Redeemer, for Thy sake. 



Hymn 367. (87 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

RETURN, my roving heart ! return, A 

I And chase these shadowy forms no more*," 
Now seek in solitude, to mourn. 
And thy forsaken God implore. 

2 thou great God ! whose piercing eye 
Distinctly marks each deep recess \ 



LENT. 149 

# 
In these sequestered hours draw nigh, 
And with Thy presence fill the place. 

3 Through all the windings of my heart, 

My search let heavenly wisdom guide, 
And still its radiant beams impart, 
Till all be cleans'd and purified. 

4 Oh ! with the visits of Thy love, 

Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer ; 
Till every grace shall join to prove 
That God has fix'd His dwellino; here. 



Hymn 368. (94 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

OHELP us, Lord, each hour of need 
Thy heavenly succour give ; 
Help us in thought, and word and deed, 
Each hour on earth we live. 

2 help us when our spirits bleed 

With contrite anguish sore ; 
And when our hearts are cold indeed, 
help us. Lord, the more. 

3 help us, through the prayer of faith, 

More firmly to believe. 
For still the more the servant hath, 
The more shall he receive. 



4 help us, Saviour, from on high, 
We know no help but Thee ; 
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150 



LENT. 



help US so to live and die, 
As TMne in heaven to be. 



Hj mil 369. (95 Ch. & H.) 



III. 5 



JESUS, Lord, we kneel before Thee, 
Bend from Heaven Thy gracious ear, 
While our waiting souls adore Thee, 
Friend of helpless sinners hear ! 
By Thy mercy, 
Oh deliver us, good Lord 1 

2 Taught by Thine unerring spirit, 

Boldly we draw nigh to God, 
Only in Thy spotless merit. 

Only through Thy precious Blood : 
By Thy mercy. 
Oh deliver us, good Lord ! 

3 From the depths of nature's blindness. 

From the hardening power of sin. 
From all malice and nnkindness, 

From the pride that lurks within, 
By Thy mercy, 
Oh deliver us, good Lord ! 

4 When temptation sorely presses, 

In the day of Satan's power. 
In our times of deep distresses, 

In each dark and trying hour, 
By Thy mercy, 
Oh deliver us, good Lord ! 

5 In the weary night of sickness, 

In the throes of grief and pain, 



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When we feel our mortal weakness, 
When the creature's help is yain, 
By Thy mercy, 
Oh deliver us, good Lord ! 

6 In the solemn hour of dying, 

In the awful judgment day, 
May our souls on Thee relying 

Find Thee still our Hope and Stay I 
By Thy mercy, 
Oh deliver us, good Lord ! 

7 Jesus, may Thy promised blessing 

Comfort to our souls afford ; 
May we now Thy love possessing 

Find at last the great reward ; 
Bj Thy mercy 
Oh deliver us, good Lord ! 



THE SUNDAY NEXT BEFORE 
EASTER. 

Hymn 370. (86 Anc. &, M.) II. 6. 

' Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings Thou hast perfected 

praise." 

ALL glory, laud, and honour 
To Thee, Redeemer, King ! 
To whom the lips of children 
Made sweet Hosannas ring. 

2 Thou art the King of Israel, 
Thou David's Royal Son, 



152 SUNDAY NEXT BEFORE EASTER. 

Who in the Lord's Name comest, 
.nd Blessed On 
All glory, etc. 



The King and Blessed One. 



1 



3 The company of Angels 

Are praising Thee on high, 
And mortal men, and all things 
Created, make reply. 

All glory, etc. 

4 The people of the Hebrews 

With palms before Thee went, 
Our praise and prayer and anthems 
Before Thee we present. 
All glory, etc. 

5 To Thee before Thy Passion 

They sang their hymns of praise, 
To Thee now high exalted 
Our melody we raise. 

All glory, etc. 

6 Thou didst accept their praises; 

Accept the prayers we bring. 
Who in all good delightest, 
Thou good and gracious King. 

All glory, etc. Amen. 

Hymn 371. (87 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

''AdcI the multitudes that went before, and that foHowed, cried, 
saying, Hosanna to the Son of David." 

"OIDE on! ride on in majesty 1 

XV Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry; 

O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road 

With palms and scattered garments strewed. 



PASSION WEEK. 153 

2 E-ide on! ride on in majesty I 
In lowly pomp, ride on to die : 

O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin 
O'er captive death and conquered sin. 

3 Kide on 1 ride on in majesty I 
The angel armies of the sky 

Look down with sad and wondering eyes 
To see the approaching Sacrifice. 

4 Ride onl ride on in majesty! 
The last and fiercest strife is nigh : 
The Father on His sapphire Throne 
Awaits His own anointed Son. 

6 Ride on 1 ride on in majesty I 
In lowly pomp, ride on to die ; 
Bow Thy meek Head to mortal pain, 
Then take, God, Thy power, and reign 

Amen. 



PASSION WEEK AND GOOD 
FRIDAY. 

Hymn 372. (84 Anc. &. M.) L. M. 

"God forbid thai I should glory, save in the Cross of our 
Lord Jesus Christ/' 

THE Koyal Banners forward go. 
The Cross shines forth in mystic glow; 
Where He in flesh, our flesh who made, 
Our sentence bore, our ransom paid. 



154 PASSION WEEK. 

2 There whilst He hung, His sacred Side 
By soldier's spear was opened wide, 
To cleanse us in the precious flood 
Of Water mingled with His Blood. 

3 Fulfilled is now what David told 
In true prophetic song of old, 
How God the heathen's King should be; 
For God is reigning from the tree. 

4 O tree of glory, tree most fair, 
Ordained those Holy Limbs to bear, 
How bright in purple robe it stood. 
The purple of a Saviour's Blood ! 

5 Upon its arms, like balance true, 

He weighed the price for sinners due, 
The price which none but He could pay, 
And spoiled the spoiler of his prey. 

6 To Thee, Eternal Three in One, 
Let homage meet by all be done ; 
As by the Cross Thou dost restore, 

So rule and guide us evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 373. (85 Anc. 8l M.) L. M. 

" Grod forbid that I should glory, save in the Cross of our 
Lord Jesus Christ.*' 

WE sing the praise of Him who died. 
Of Him who died upon the Cross ; 
The sinner's hope let men deride, 
For this we count the world but loss. 

2 Inscribed upon the Cross we see 

In shining letters, " God is Love," 



PASSION WEEK. 155 

He bears our sins upon the tree, 
He brings us mercy from above. 

3 The Cross! it takes our guilt away, 

It holds the fainting spirit up ; 
It cheers with hope the gloomy day, 
And sweetens every bitter cup. 

4 It makes the coward spirit brave, 

And nerves the feeble arm for fight ; 
It takes its terror from the grave, 
And gilds the bed of death with light. 

5^ The balm of life, the cure of woe. 

The measure and the pledge of love, 
The sinner's refage here below, 

The angels' theme in heaven above. 

6 To Christ, who won for sinners grace 
By bitter grief and anguish sore. 
Be praise from all the ransomed race, 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 



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Hymn 374. (89 Anc. 8c M.) III. 2. 

*^And being in an agony, He prayed more earnestly,** 

ION'S Daughter, weep no more, 
Though thy troubled heart be sore ; 
He of whom the Psalmist sung. 
He who woke the Prophet's tongue, 
Christ, the Mediator blest, 
Brings thee everlasting rest. 

2 In a garden man became 

Heir of sin, and death, and shame ; 



156 PASSIOX WEEK. 

Jesus in a garden wins 
Life, and pardon for our sins ; 
Through His hour of agony 
Praying in Gethsemane. 

3 There for us He intercedes ; 
There with God the Father pleads j 
Willing there for us to drain 
To the dregs the cup of pain, 
That in everlasting Day 
He may wipe our tears away. 

4 Therefore to His IS^ame be given 
Glory both in earth and heaven ; 
To the Father, and the Son, 
And the Spirit, Three in One, 
Honour, praise, and glory be. 
Now and through eternity. Amen, 

Hymn 375. (90 Anc. & M.) HI. 4. 

" Thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us to God by Thy 

Blood/' ■ 

HE, who once in righteous vengeance ■ 

Whelmed the world beneath the flood, . 
Once again in mercy cleansed it 

With His own most precious Blood; 
Coming from His Throne on high 
On the painful Cross to die. 

2 the wisdom of th' Eternal! 

O the depth of love divine ! 
the sweetness of that mercy 

Which in Jesus Christ did shine I 
We were sinners doomed to die j 
Jesus paid the penalty. 



PASSION WEEK. 157 

3 When before the Judge we tremble, 

Conscious of His broken laws, 
May the Blood of His atonement 

Cry aloud, and plead our cause, 
Bid our guilty terrors cease, 
Be our pardon and our peace. 

4 Prince and Author of Salvation, 

Lord of Majesty supreme, 
Jesu, praise to Thee be given 

By the world Thou didst redeem: 
Glory to the Father be, 
And the Spirit One with Thee. Amen. 

Hymn 376. (92 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

"The precious Blood of Christ." 

GLORY be to Jesus, 
Who, in bitter pains, 
Poured for me the life-blood 
From His sacred veins ! 

2 Grace and life eternal 

In that Blood I find. 
Blest be His compassion 
Infinitely kind. 

3 Blest through endless ages 

Be the precious stream 
Which from endless torments 
Did tha world redeem ! 

4 Abel's blood for vengeance 

Pleaded to the skies ; 

But the Blood of Jesus 

For our pardon cries. 

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158 - PASSION WEEK. 

5 Oft as it is sprinkled 

On our guilty hearts, 
Satan in confusion 
Terror-struck departs ; 

6 Oft as earth exulting 

Wafts its praise on high, 
Angel-hosts rejoicing 
Make their glad reply. 

7 Lift ye then your voices ; 

Swell the mighty flood ; 
Louder still and louder 

Praise the precious Blood. Amen. 

Hymn 377. (93 Anc. & M.) IL 7. 

"Behold the Man." 

SINNER, lift the eye of faith, 
To true repentance turning ; 
Bethink thee of the curse of sin, 

Its awful guilt discerning; 
Upon the Crucified One look, 
And thou shalt read, as in a book, 
What well is worth thy learning. 

2 Look on His Head, that bleeding Head, 

With crown of thorns surrounded ; 
Look on His sacred Hands and Feet, 

Which piercing nails have wounded; 
See every Limb with scourges rent : 
On Him, the Just, the Innocent, 

What malice hath abounded 1 

3 'Tis not alone those Limbs are racked, 

But friends, too, are forsaking ; 



PASSION WEEK. 159 

And more than all, for thankless man 

That tender Heart is aching ; 
Oh, fearful was the pain and scorn 
By Jesus, Son of Mary, borne, 

Their peace for sinners making. 

None ever knew such pain before, 

Such infinite affliction ; 
None ever felt a grief like His 

In that dread crucifixion: 
For us He bare those bitter throes, 
For us those agonizing woes 

In oft-renewed af&iction. 

sinner, mark and ponder well 

Sin's awful condemnation ; 
Think what a sacrifice it cost 

To purchase thy salvation. 
Had Jesus never bled and died, 
Then what could thee and all betide 

But uttermost damnation ? 

Lord, give us grace to flee from sin. 

And Satan's wiles ensnaring, 
And from those everlasting flames 

For evil ones preparing. 
Jesu, we thank Thee, and entreat 
To rest forever at Thy feet. 

Thy heavenly glory sharing. Amen. 



Hymn 378. (95 Anc &, M.) C. M. 

*' Unto you therefore which believe He is precious.*' 

QWEET the moments, rich in blessitfg, 
Jo Which before the Cross I spend, 



160 • PASSIOX WEEK. 

Life, and health, and peace possessing 
From the sinner's dying Friend. 

2 Here I rest forever viewing 

Mercy poured in streams of Blood ; 
Precious drops, my soul bedewing, 
Plead and claim my peace with God. 

3 Truly blessed is the station, 

Low before His Cross to lie, 
Whilst I see divine compassion 
Beaming in His languid Eye. 

4 Lord, in ceaseless contemplation 

Fix my thankful heart on Thee, 
Till I taste Thy full salvation, 
And Thine unveiled glory see. Amen 



Hymn 379, (97 Anc. ^ M.) IL 6. 

" Who loved me, and gave Himself for me.** 

SACRED Head, surrounded 
By crown of piercing thorn 1 







O bleeding Head, so wounded, 
Reviled, and put to scorn I 

Death's pallid hue comes o'er Thee, 
The glow of life decays, 

Yet angel-hosts adore Thee, 
And tremble as they gaze. 

2 I see Thy strength and vigour 
All fading in the strife, 
^ And death with cruel rigour 
Bereaving Thee of life ] 
agony and dying 1 
love to sinners free ! 



PASSION WEEK. 161 

Jesu, all grace supplying, 
turn Thy Face on me. 

3 Id this Thy bitter passion, 

Good Shepherd, think of me 
With Thy most sweet compassion, 

Unworthy though I be : 
Beneath thy Cross abiding, 

Forever would I rest, 
In Thy dear love confiding. 

And with Thy presence blest. Amen. 

Hjthii 380. (99 Anc. Sl M.) HI. 1. 

"Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? Behold, and see 
if there be any sorrow like unio My sorrow." 

SEE the destined day arise I 
See a willing Sacrifice, 
Jesus, to redeem our loss. 
Hangs upon the shameful Cross I 

2 Jesu, vfho but Thou had borne, 
Lifted on that tree of scorn. 
Every pang and bitter throe, 
Finishing Thy life of woe ? 



► 



Who but Thou had dared to drain 
Steeped in gall the cup of pain, 
And with tender body bear 
Thorns, and nails, and piercing spear ? 

Thence the cleansing Water flowed, 
Mingled from Thy Side with Blood ; 
Sign to all attesting eyes 
Of the finished Sacrifice. 

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162 PASSION WEEK. 

5 Holy Jesu, grant us grace , 

In that Sacrifice to place j 

All our trust for life renewed, 
Pardoned sin and promised good. Amen. 

Hymn 381. (lOO Anc. &, M.) L. M 

'' They crucified Him." 

OCOME and mourn with me awhile: 
O come ye to the Saviour's side ; 
O come, together let us mourn ; 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

2 Have we no tears to shed for Him, 

While soldiers scoff and Jews deride ? 
Ah ! look how patiently He hangs ; 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

3 How fast His Hands and Feet are nailed ; 

His throat with parching thirst is dried ; 
His failing Eyes are dimmed with Blood j 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

4 Seven times He spake, seven words of love; 

And all three hours His silence cried 
For mercy on the souls of men ; 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

5 Come, let us stand beneath the Cross ; 

So may the Blood from out His Side 
Fall gently on us drop by drop ; 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

6 A broken heart, a fount of tears. 

Ask, and they will not be denied ; 
Lord Jesus, may we love and weep, 
Since Thou for us art crucified. Amen. • 



PASSION WEEK.' 163 

Hymn 382. (I02 Anc.&,lV!.) CM. 

" Christ also suffered for us, leaving us an example that ye 
should follow His steps." 

ANGELS, lament; behold your God 
Man^s sinful likeness wears ; 
Behold, upon the accursed tree 
Man's sins the Saviour bears. 

2 O Christ, with wondering minds we see 
What mighty love was Thine ; 
Did God consent to suffer thus, 
And, oh, shall man repine? 

3 No, Saviour, nol the power of death 

Thy Cross hath overcome, 
To save us, not from earthly woe, 
But from th' eternal doom. 

4 The flesh may shrink, but we submit. 

Whatever our Cross may be, 
So Thou by grace enable us 
To bear it after Thee. 

5 Thy stripes have healed us, and Thy Blood 

Our guilty stains effaced ; 
Then may Thy Name by sin of ours 
Be never more disgraced. Amen. 

Hymi»383. (I05 Anc. & IV!.) III. 2. 

"And when Joseph had taken the Body, he wrapped it in a 
clean linen cloth, and laid it in his own new tomb, which he 
had hewn out of the rock. . . . And there was Mary Mag- 
dalene, and the other Mary, sitting over against the sepul- 
chre." 



E 



ESTING from His work to-day 
In the tomb the Saviour lay ; 




164 PASSION WEEK. 

Still He slept, from Head to Feet 
Shrouded in the winding-sheet, 
Lying in the rock alone, 
Hidden by the sealed stone. 

2 Late at even there was seen 
Watching long the Magdalene; 
Early, ere the break of day, 
Sorrowful she took her way 
To the holy garden glade 
Where her buried Lord was laid. 

3 So with Thee, till life shall end, 
1 would solemn vigil spend ; 

Let me hew Thee, Lord, a shrine 
In this rocky heart of mine, 
Where in pure embalmed cell 
None but Thou may ever dwell. 

4 Myrrh and spices will I bring. 
True affection's offering; 

Close the door from sight and sound 
Of the busy world around ; 
~ And in patient watch remain 

Will my Lord appear again. Amen. 

Hymn 384. (152 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

''I, if I bb lifted up from the earth, will draw all men 
unto Me." 

JESU, meek and lowly, 
Saviour, pure and holy, 
On Thy love relying. 
Hear me humbly crying. 






PASSION WEEK. 165 

2 Prince of life and power, 
My salvation's Tower, 

On the Cross I view Thee, 
Calling sinners to Thee. 

3 There behold me g'azing 
At the sight amazing ; 
Bending low before Thee, 
Helpless I adore Thee. 

4 By Thy red wounds streaming, 
With Thy life-blood gleaming, 
Blood for sinners flowing, 
Pardon free bestowing ; 

5 By that fount of blessing 
Thy dear love expressing, 
All my aching sadness 
Turn Thou into gladness. 

6 Lord, in mercy guide me. 
Be Thou e'er beside me ; 
In Thy ways direct me, 

'Neath Thy wings protect me. Amen. 



Hymn 385, (98 Ch. & H.) III. 3. 

GKEAT High -priest, we view Thee 
stooping, 
With our names upon Thy breast ; 
In the garden groaning, drooping. 
To the ground in horrors prest. 



166 PASSION WEEK. 

2 Angels see with sad amazement, 

Their Creator suffer thus ; 
Oh, be ours deep heart-abasement ; 
Lord, we know 'twas done for us. 

3 Now into that garden lead us, 

There to see Thy bloody sweat, 
Tho' Thou from the curse hast freed us, 
We the cost may ne'er forget. 

4 Be Thine agonies rehearsed 

By the Spirit in our ears. 
Till beholding whom we pierced. 
Melt our hearts in grateful tears. 

5 On the cross Thy body broken 

Cancell'd every legal charge ; 
Pleading this availing token, 
Guilty souls are set at large. 

6 Lord, we fain would trust Thee solely, 

'Twas for us Thy blood was spilt; 
Suffering Saviour, take us wholly, 
Take and make us what Thou wilt. 

Hymn 386. (99 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

BEHOLD the Lamb ! 
Thou for sinners slain, 
Let it not be in vain 

That Thou hast died; 
Thee for my Saviour let me take, 
Thee, Thee alone my refuge make, 
Thy pierced side. 



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PASSION WEEK. 167 

2 Behold the Lamb ! 
Archangels — fold your wings; 
Seraphs — hush all the strings 

Of million lyres : 
The Yictim, veil'd on earth, in love 
Unveird — enthroned — adored above, 

All heaven admires ! 

3 Behold the Lamb ! 
All hail, Eternal Word ! 
Thou universal Lord, 

Purge out our leaven : 
Clothe us with godliness and good, 
Feed us with Thy celestial food, 

Manna from heaven ! 

4 Behold the Lamb ! 
Saints, who, in blissful rest 
Wait to be fully blest ; 

Oh! Lord — how long! 
Thou church on earth, o'erwhelmed with fears, 
Still in this vale of woe and tears, 

Swell the full song. 

5 Behold the Lamb I 
Worthy is He alone, 
To sit upon the throne 

Of Grod above ! 
One with the Ancient of all days, 
One with the Paraclete in praise, 

All Light — all Love! 



168 PASSION WEEK. 

Hymn 387. (loO Ch. & H.) II. 1. 

GLAMB of God, for sinners slain, 
I plead with Thee ; mj suit to gain, 
I plead what Thou hast done : 
Didst Thou not die the death for me ? 
Jesus, remember Calvary, 

And break my heart of stone. 



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2 Receive the purchase of Thy blood, 
My Friend and Advocate with God, 

My Ransom and my Peace : 
My Surety ! Thou my debt hast paid, 
For all my sins atonement made, 

The Lord my Righteousness. 

3 let Thy Spirit shed abroad 
The love of my redeeming God, 

In this cold heart of mine : 
O might He now descend, and rest 
Forever in this troubled breast. 

And keep me ever Thine. 

Hymn 388. (102 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

FORTH flames the standard of our King, 
Bright gleams the mystic sign. 
When life bore death of suffering. 
And death wrought life divine. 

2 The stabs of the accursed spear. 

Brought forth the healing flood. 
To cleanse sin's stains so dark and drear, 
With water and with blood. 

3 Fulfilled is each prophetic word, 

Each faith-inspiring strain, 



PASSION WEEK. 169 

Telling the nations of that Lord, 
^Who bj the Cross should reign. 

4 Hail, Cross of Christ! man's only hope; 
While now we gaze and pray. 
Dear Lord, th' exhaustless fountains ope, 
And wash our sins away. 

Hymn 389. (I04 Ch. &, H.) P. M. 

HIS trial o'er, and now beneath 
His own cross meekly bending, 
Jesus, the fatal hill of death 
Is wearily ascending. 

2 And now. His hands and feet pierc'd through, 
Upon the cross they raise Him, 
Where- even now, in distant view, 
The eye of faith surveys Him. 

8 0, wondrous love, which God most High, 
Tow'rds man w^as pleas'd to cherish I 
His sinless Son He gave to die. 
That sinners might not perish. 

4 Our sins' pollution to remove 

His blood was ask'd and given : 
So mighty was the Saviour's love, 
So vast the price of Heaven. 

5 Yes 1 'tis the cross that breaks the rod. 

And chain of condemnation. 
And makes a league 'twixt man and God, 
For our complete salvation. 

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170 PASSION WEEK. 

6 ! praise the Father, praise the Son, 
The Lamb for sinners given, 
And Holy Ghost, thro' whom alone 
Our hearts are rais'd to Heaven. 



Hymn 390. (I06 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

HALLOWED Head ! compell'd to bow 
Beneath unnumbered scorns, 
0, dear, dishonor'd, glorious brow 

Now rent by cruel thorns ; 
Eyes where the light of Heaven did reign 

Can ye grow glaz'd and dim ? 
death — by Him for others slain — 
Can'sfc thou have power o'er Him ? 

2 Love's mystery o'er the scene doth hang, 

Love must unfold it still, 
Who could inflict on Him a pang, 

Without His own blest will ? 
He, whom the slumbering dead have heard, 

Whose voice the winds could tame, 
Could crush His murderers with a word, 

If such had been His aim. 

3 Yea, Lord of lords and King of kings, 

Life, light, and joy to me ; 
My soul thro' doubt and darkness clings, 

With trembling faith to Thee. 
Lo, Death and Hell with all their host 

Quail now before their Lord, 
And more than was in Adam lost, 

I see in Christ restor'd. 



PASSION WEEK. 171 

Hymn 391. (I09 Ch. & H.) III. 2. 

HEARTS of stone, relent, relent, 
Break, by Jesus' cross subdu'd; 
See Ms body mangled, rent, 

Covered with His flowing blood ; 
Sinful soul, what hast thou done ? 
Crucified th' incarnate Son ! 

2 Yes, our sins have done the deed, 

Driven the nails that fix'd Him here ; 
Crown'd with thorns His sacred head, 

Pierc'd Him with the soldier's spear : 
Made His soul a sacrifice. 
For a sinful world He dies. 

3 Will you let Him die in vain. 

Nor receive the proffer'd good ; 
Crucify the Lord again. 

Trample on His precious blood ? 
No, with all my sins I'll part ; 
Saviour, take my broken heart. 

Hymn 392, (no Ch. &, H.) P. M. 

BOUND upon th' accursed tree, 
Faint and bleeding, who is He ? 
By the eyes so pale and dim. 
Streaming blood and writhing limb, 
By the flesh with scourges torn. 
By the crown of twisted thorn, 
By the side so deeply pierc'd. 
By the baffled, burning thirst, 
By the drooping, death-dewed brow, 
Son of man, ^tis Thou ! 'tis Thou I 



172 PASSION WEEK. 

2 Bound upon th' accursed tree, 
Dread and woful, who is He ? 
By the sun at noonday pale, 
Shivering rocks and rending veil, 
By the earth en wrapt in gloom, • 
By the saints who burst their tomb, 
By the promise ere He died, 
To the felon at His side ; 
Lord ! our suppliant knees we bow! 
Son of God ! ^tis Thou I 'tis Thou ! 



Bound upon th' accursed tree, 
Faint and dying, who is He ? 
By the last and bitter cry, 
Of the dying agony ; 
By the lifeless body laid 
In the chambers of the dead; 
By the mourners bowed to weep. 
Where the bones of Jesus sleep ; 
Crucified, we know Thee now, 
Son of man 1 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou 1 



Bound upon th' accursed tree, 

Dread and awful, who is He ? 

By the prayer for them that slew, 

" Lord ! they know not what they do ! " 

By the spoiPd and empty grave, 

By the souls He died to save, 

By ,the conquest He hath won, 

By the saints before His throne. 

By the rainbow round His brow, 

Son of God ! 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou 1 



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Hymn 393. (II2 Ch. & H.) HI. 2. 

ONCE the angel started back, 
When he saw the blood-stain'd door, 
Pausing on his vengeful track, 
And the dwelling passing o'er. 
Once the sea from Israel fled, 
Ere it roil'd o'er Egypt's dead. 

2 Now our Passover is come, 

Dimly shadow'd in time past, 
And the very Paschal Lamb, 

Christ the Lord is slain at last. 

Then with hearts and hands made meet, 
Our unleaven'd bread we'll eat. 

3 Blessed Victim sent from Heaven, 

Whom all angel hosts obey. 
To whose will all earth is given. 

At whose word hell shrinks away, 

Thou hast conquer'd death's dread strife, 
Thou hast brought us light and life. 



EASTEE EVEN. 

Hymn 394. (I13 Ch. & H.) IIL 1. 

PAIN and toil are over now ; 
Bring the spice and bring the myrrh, 
Fold the limb and bind the brow, \ 

In the rich man's sepulchre. 

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174 EASTER. 

2 Sin has bruised the Yictor's heel ; 

E-oU the stone and guard it well, 
Bring the Roman's boasted seal, 
Bring his boldest sentinel. 

3 Yet the morning's purple ray 

Shall present a glorious sight, 
Stone by earthquake roll'd away, 
Angel guards all robed in white. 



EASTER 



Hj mn 395. (114 €h. & H.) III. 2. 

HE is risen, He is risen I 
Tell it with a joyful voice, 
He has burst His three days' prison, 
Let the whole wide earth rejoice ; 
Death is vanquish'd, man is free, 
Christ has won the victory. 

2 Tell it to the sinners, weeping 

Over deeds in darkness done. 
Weary fast and vigil keeping, 

Brightly breaks their Easter sun ; 
Christ has borne our sins away, 
Christ has conquer'd hell to-day. 

3 He is risen. He is risen I 

He has oped the eternal gate ; 
We are loos'd from sin's dark prison. 

Risen to a holier state. 
Where a brightening Easter beam 
On our longing eye shall stream. 



EASTER. 175 

Hymn 396. (!!3 Ch. &, H.) III. 1. 

ANGELS, roll the rock away ! 
Death, yield up the mighty prey I 
See, the Saviour quits the tomb, 
Glowing with immortal bloom. 

Alleluia, Alleluia, 
Christ the Lord is riseu to-day. 

2 Shout, ye seraphs ; angels, raise 
Your eternal song of praise ; 
Let the earth's remotest bound 
Echo to the blissful sound. 

Alleluia, Alleluia, ^ 
Christ the Lord is risen to-day. 

3 Holy Father, Holy Son, 
Holy Spirit, Three in One, 
Glory as of old to Thee, 
Now and evermore shall be. 

Alleluia, Alleluia, 
Christ the Lord is risen to-day. 



Hymn 397. (Il9 Ch. & H.) HI. 1 

MARY to the Saviour's tomb, 
Hasted at the early dawn. 
Spice she brought, and sweet perfume. 
But the Lord she lov'd had gone. 
There awhile she lingering stood. 

Lost in anguish and dismay, 
Tears she wept — a bitter flood — 
Asking where her Saviour lay. 



176 EASTER. 

2 Soon her sorrow all was gone, 

When she heard His own dear voice 
Call her, '' Mary. ^^— Oh ! that tone, 

How it bade her heart rejoice 1 
Such a change His word can make, 

Turning darkness into day. 
Te who weep for Jesus' sake, 

He will wipe your tears away. 



Hymn 398. (120 Ch. & H.) TIL 5. 

COME, ye saints, draw nigh and wonder, 
See the place where Jesus lay 1 
He has burst His bands asunder, 
He has borne our sins away ; 

Joyful tidings ! 
Yes, the Lord is ris'n to-day ! 



Jesus triumphs ; sing ye praises ! 

By His death He overcame ; 
Thus the Lord His glory raises ; 

Thus He fills His foes with shame ; 
Sing ye praises I 

Praises to the victor's name ! 



Jesus triumphs : countless legions 

Come from Heaven to meet their King 

Soon in yonder blessed regions 
We shall join His praise to sing ; 

Songs eternal 
Shall thro' Heaven's high arches ring. 



EASTER. 177 

Hymn 399. (122 Ch. &, H.) S. M. 

''rnHB Lord is risen indeed;" 

X The grave hath lost its prey ; 
With Him shall rise the ransom'd seed, 
To reign in endless day. 

2 '' The Lord is risen indeed ; " 

He lives, to die no more ; 
He lives His people's cause to plead, 
Whose curse and shame He bore. 

3 "The Lord is risen indeed;" 

Attending angels, hear ; 
Up to the courts of heaven, with speed. 
The joyous tidings bear. 

4 Then take your golden lyres, 

And strike each living chord : 
Join all the bright, celestial choirs, 
To sino:»our risen Lord. 



Hymn 400. (123 Ch. &, H.) P. IL 

LIFT your glad voices in triumph on high, 
For Jesus hath risen, that man may not die. 
Yain were the terrors that gathered around Him, 
And short the dominion of death and the 
grave ; 
He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound 
Him, 
Resplendent in glory to live and to save. 
Loud was the chorus of angels on high — 
*'The Saviour hath risen, and man shall not 
die." 

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178 EASTEE. 

2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy : 

The being He gave us, death cannot destroy; 
Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow, 
If tears were our birthright, and death were 
our end ; 
But Jesus hath cheer'd the dark valley of sor- 
row, 
And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend. 
Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, 
Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die. 



Hymn 401, (124 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

NOW at the Lamb's high royal feast 
In robes of saintly white we sing, 
Through the Red Sea in safety brought 
By Jesus, our immortal King. 



2 depth of love ! for us He drinks 

The chalice of His agony ; ♦ 
For us, a Victim on the Cross, 
He meekly lays Him down to die. 

3 And as th' avenging Angel pass'd 

Of old the blood-besprinkled door; 
As the cleft sea a passage gave, 

Then closed to whelm th' Egyptians o'er ; 

4 So Christ, our Paschal Sacrifice, 

Has brought us safe all perils through, 
While for unleaven'd bread, we need 
But heart sincere and purpose true. 



EASTER. 179 

5 Hail purest Victim Heav'n could find, 

The powers of Hell to overthrow ! 
Who didst the chains of Death destroy, 
"Who dost the prize of Life bestow. 

6 Hail, victor Christ ! hail, risen King ! 

To Thee alone belongs the crown ; 
Who hast the heavenly gates unbarr'd. 

And dragg'd the Prince of darkness down. 

7 Jesus ! from the death of sin 

Keep us, we pray ; so shalt Thou be 
The everlasting Paschal joy 

Of all the souls new-born in Thee. 

Hymu 403. (106 Anc. &, M.) C. M. 

*^ death, where is thj sting? grave, where is thy victory ?" 

YE choirs of new Jerusalem, 
Your sweetest notes employ, • 
The Paschal victory to hymn 
In strains of holy joy. 

2 For Judah's Lion bursts His chains, 

Crushing the serpent's head; 
And cries aloud through death's domains 
To wake the iroprisoned dead. 

3 Devouring depths of hell their prey 

At His command restore; 
His ransomed hosts pursue their way 
Where Jesus goes before. 

4 Triumphant in His glory now, 

To Him all power is given ; 
To Him in one communion bow 
All saints in earth and heaven. 



180 EASTER. 

5 While we, His soldiers, praise our King, 

His mercy we iaiplore 
Within His palace bright to bring 
And keep us evermore. 

6 All glory to the Father be ; 

All glory to the Son ; 
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, 
While endless ages run. 

Alleluia I Amen. 

Hymn 403. (109 Anc. Sl M.) L. M. 

" The Lord is King, and hath put on glorious apparel." 

LIGHT'S glittering morn bedecks the sky, 
Heaven thunders forth its victor-cry, 
The glad earth shouts her triumph high. 
And groaning hell makes wild reply ; 

2 While He, the King, the mighty King, 
Despoiling death of all its sting. 

And trampling down the powers of night, 
Brings forth His ransomed saints to light. 

3 His tomb of late the threefold guard 

Of watch and stone and seal had barred ; 
But now, in pomp and triumph high. 
He comes from death to victory. 

4 The pains of hell are loosed at last; 
The days of mourning now are past ; 
An Angel robed in light hath said, 
''The Lord is risen from the dead." 



EASTEK. 181 



PAKT II. 



THE Apostles' hearts- were full of pain 
For their dear Lord so lately slain, 
By rebel servants doomed to die 
A death of cruel agony. 

2 With gentle voice the Angel gave 
The women tidings at the grave ; 

^' Fear not, your Master shall ye see, 
He goes before to Galilee." 

3 Then hastening on their eager way 
The joyful tidings to convey, 

Their Lord they met, their living Lord, 
And falling at His Feet adored. 

4 Th' Eleven, when they hear, with speed 
To Galilee forthwith proceed. 

That there once more they may behold 
The Lord's dear Face, as He foretold. 

PAKT III. 

THAT Easter-tide with joy was bright; 
The sun shone out with fairer light, 
When, to their longing eyes restored, 
The Apostles saw their risen Lord. 

2 He bade them see His Hands, His Side, 
Where yet the glorious Wounds abide ; 
O tokens true, which made it plain 
Their Lord indeed was risen again. 

3 Jesu, the King of Gentleness, 

Do Thou Thyself our hearts possess, 
That we may give Thee all our days 
The tribute of our grateful praise. 

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182 - EASTER. 

The following may he sung at the end of each Part, 

O Lord of all, with us abide n 
In this our joyful Easter-tide ; 
From every weapon death can wield 
Thine own redeemed forever shield. 

All praise be Thine, risen Lord, 
From death to endless life restored : 
All praise to God the Father be. 
And Holy Ghost, eternally. Amen. 

Hymn 404. (iio Anc. &, M.) IIL 1. 

*' Worthy is the Lamb that was slain, to receive power, and 
riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, 
and blessing.'' 

CHRIST the Lord is risen to-day ; 
Christians, haste your vows to pay; 
Offer ye your praises meet 
At the Paschal Victim's feet. 
For the sheep the Lamb hath bled, * 
Sinless in the sinner's stead ; 
^*' Christ is risen," to-day we cry; 
Now He lives, no more to die.. 

2 Christ, the Victim undefiled, 
Man to God hath reconciled; 
Whilst in strange and awful strife 
Met together Death and Life. 
Christians, on this happy day 
Haste with joy your vows to pay ; 
''Christ is risen," to-day we cry ; 
Now He lives, no more to die. 



EASTER. 183 

3 Christ, who once for sinners bled, 
Now the first-born from the dead, 
Throned in endless might and power 
Lives and reigns for evermore. 
Hail, Eternal Hope on high ! 
Hail, Thou King of victory ! 
Hail, Thou Prince of life adored ! 
Help and save us, gracious Lord. Amen. 

Hymn 405. (in Anc. 8l M.) L. M. 

" Christ our Passover is sacrificed for us ; therefore let us keep 
the feast."^ 

THE Lamb's high banquet called to share, 
Arrayed in garments white and fair, 
Our Red Sea past, we fain would sing 
To Jesus our triumphant King. 

2 Upon the altar of the Cross 

His Body hath redeemed our loss ; 
And, tasting of His crimson Blood, 
Our life is hid with Him in God. 

3 Protected in the Paschal night 
From the destroying angel's might, 
In triumph went the ransomed free 
From Pharaoh's cruel tyranny. 

4 ISTow Christ our Passover is slain, 
The Lamb of God without a stain ; 
His Flesh, the true unleavened Bread, 
Is freely offered in our stead. 

5 O all-sufficient Sacrifice ! 
Beneath Thee hell defeated lies : 
Thy captive people are set free, 
And crowns of life restored by Thee. 



184 EASTER. 

6 We hymn Thee rising from the grave, 
From death returning, strong to save ; 
Thine own Right Hand the tyrant chains, 
And Paradise for man regains. 

*l All praise be Thine, risen Lord, 
From death to endless life restored ; 
All praise to God the Father be, 
And Holy Ghost, eternally. Amen. 

Hymn 406. (I12 Anc. & M.) HI. 1. 

"Alleluia! for the Lord Grod Omnipotent reigneth." 

CHRIST the Lord is risen again ; 
Christ hath broken every chain ; 
Hark, angelic voices cry. 
Singing evermore on high, 

Alleluia 1 

2 He, who gave for us His life. 
Who for us endured the strife, 
Is our Paschal Lamb to-day ; 
We too sing for joy, and say 

Alleluia 1 

3 He, who bore all pain and loss 

Comfortless upon the Cross, 
Lives in glory now on high. 
Pleads for us and hears our cry ; 

Alleluia I 

4 He, who slumbered in the grave, 
Is exalted now to save ; 

Now through Christendom it rings 
That the Lamb is King of kings. 

Alleluia 1 



EASTER. 185 



Now He bids us tell abroad 
How the lost may be restored, 
How the penitent forgiven, 
How we too may enter heaven. 

Alleluia 



Thou, our Paschal Lamb indeed, 
Christ, Thy ransomed people feed: 
Take our sins and guilt away, 
Let us sing by night and day 

Alleluia! Amen. 



Hymn 407. (Il3 Anc. &, M.) IIL 1, 

" Sing ye to the Lord : for He hath triumphed gloriously." 

AT the Lamb's high feast we sing 
Praise to our victorious King, 
Who hath washed us in the tide 
Flowing from His pierced Side : 
Praise we Him, whose love divine 
Gives His Sacred Blood for wine. 
Gives His Body for the feast, 
Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 

2 Where the Paschal blood is poured, .^ 
Death's dark angel sheathes his sword ; 
Israel's hosts triumphant go 
Through the wave that drowns the foe. 
Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed, 
Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread ; 
With sincerity and love 
Eat we manna from above. 
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186 EASTER. 

3 Mighty Yictim from the sky, 
Hell's fierce powers beneath Thee lie; 
Thou hast conquered in the fight, 
Thou hast brought us life and light ; 
Now no more can death appall, 
Now no more the grave enthrall; 
Thou hast opened paradise, 
And in Thee Thy saints shall rise. 

4 Easter triumph, Easter joy, 
Sin alone can this destroy ; 
From sin's power do Thou set free 
Souls new-born, Lord, in Thee. 
Hymns of glory and of praise, 
Risen Lord, to Thee we raise ; 
Holy Father, praise to Thee 
With the Spirit ever be. Amen. 

Hymn 408. (114 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

•* sing unto the Lord a new song : for He liatli done mar- 
vellous things." 

ALLELUIA I ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA! 

THE strife is o'er, the battle done ; 
The triumph of the Lord is won ; 
O let the song of praise be sung. 

Alleluia ! 

2 The powers of death have done their worst, 
And Jesus hath His foes dispersed ; 

Let shouts of praise and joy outburst. 

Alleluia ! 

3 On that third morn He rose again . 
In glorious majesty to reign ; 

let us swell the joyful strain. 

Alleluia ! 



EASTER. 187 

4 He closed the yawning gates of hell ; 
The bars from heaven's high portals fell ; 
Let songs of joy Ills triumphs tell. 

Alleluia I 

5 Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee, 
From death's dread sting Thy servants free, 
That we may live, and sing to Thee. 

Alleluia I Amen. 

Hymn 409. ((16 Anc. 8l M.) II. 1. 

''The First-begotten of the dead." 

COME see the place where Jesus lay, 
And hear angelic watchers say, 
'' He lives, who once was slain : 
Why seek the living 'midst the dead? 
Remember how the Saviour said 
That he would rise again." 

2 joyful sound ! O glorious hour I 
When by His own Almighty power 

He rose, and left the grave ; 
Now let our songs His triumph tell. 
Who burst the bands of death and hell, 

And ever lives to save. 

3 The First-begotten of the dead, 
For us He rose, our glorious Head, 

Immortal life to bring ; 
What though the saints like Him shall die, 
They share their Leader's victory. 

And triumph with their King. 

4 No more they tremble at the grave, 
For Jesus will their spirits save, 



188 EASTER. 

And raise their slumbering dust : 
O risen Lord, in Thee we live, 
To Thee our ransomed souls we give, 

To Thee our bodies trust. Amen. 

Hymn 410. (!I7 Anc. Sl M.) P. M. 

"I am He that liveth, and was dead; and behold, I am alive 
for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of 
death." 

JESUS lives ! no longer now 
Can thy terrors, Death, appall us ; 
Jesus lives ! by this we know 

Thou, Grave, canst not enthrall us. 

Alleluia I 

2 Jesus lives I henceforth is death 

But the gate of life immortal ; 
This shall calm our trembling breath, 
When we pass its gloomy portal. 

Alleluia I 

3 Jesus lives ! for us He died ; 

Then, alone to Jesus living, 
Pure in heart may we abide. 
Glory to our Saviour giving. 

Alleluia 1 

4 Jesus lives ! our hearts know well 

Naught from us His love shall sever. 
Life, nor death, nor powers of hell 
Tear us from His keeping ever. 

Alleluia I 

5 Jesus lives ! to Him the Throne 

Over all the world is given : 



EASTER. 189 

May we go where He is gone, 

Rest and reign with Him in heaven. 

Alleluia 1 Amen. 



Hynm 411. (118 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

''When thou liest down, thou shalt not be afraid; yea, thou 
shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet." 

JESU, the world's redeeming Lord, 
The Father's co-eternal Word, 
Of Light invisible true Light, 
Thine Israel's keeper day and night ; 

2 Our great Creator and our Guide, 
Who times and seasons dost divide, 
Refresh at night with quiet rest 
Our limbs by daily toil oppressed. 

3 That while in weary house of clay 
A little longer here we stay, 

Our flesh in Thee may sweetly sleep, 
Our souls with Thee their vigils keep. 

4 We pray Thee, while we dwell below, 
Preserve us from our ghostly foe ; 
Nor let his wiles victorious be 

O'er them that are redeemed by Thee. 

5 O Lord of all, with us abide 
In this our joyful Easter-tide ; 
From every weapon death can wield 
Thine own redeemed forever shield. 

6 All praise be Thine, risen Lord, 
From death to endless hfe restored: 
All praise to God the Father be. 
And Holy Ghost, eternally. Amen. 



190 KOGATIOX DAYS. 



ROGATION DAYS. 
Hymn 412. (I19 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

'^The eyes of all wait upon Thee, Lord, and Thou givest 
them their meat in due season.'' 

LORD, in Tbj Name Thy servants plead, 
And Thou hast sworn to hear ; 
Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed, 
The fresh and fading year. 

2 Our hope when autumn winds blew wild, 

We trusted, Lord, with Thee ; 
And still, now spring has on us smiled, 
We wait on Thy decree. 

3 The former and the latter rain. 

The summer sun and air, 
The green ear and the golden grain. 
All Thine, are ours by prayer. 

4 Thine too by right, and ours by grace, ■ 

The wondrous growth unseen, | 

The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace, 
The love that shines serene. 

5 So grant the precious things brought forth 

By sun and moon below, 
That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth 
We never may forego. 

6 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 



EOGATION DAYS. 191 

Hymn 413. (!20 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

"Ask, and it shall be given you." 

GOD the Father, from Thy Throne, 
Hear us, we beseech Thee ; 
God the co-eternal Son, 

Hear us, we beseech Thee ; 
God the Spirit, mighty Lord, 
Hear us, we beseech Thee ; 
Three in One, by all adored, 
Hear us, we beseech Thee. 

2 Jesu I Jesu ! 

By Thy wondrous Incarnation, 
By Thy Birth for our salvation, 

We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill defend us, 
Thy grace and mercy send us. 

3 Jesu ! Jesu I 

By Thy fasting and temptation, 
By Thy nights of supplication. 

We ioeseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill, etc. 

4 Jes^! Jesu! 

By Thy works of sweet compassion, 
By Thy cross and bitter passion, 

We jjeseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill, etc. 

5 Jesu ! Jesu I 

By Thy Blood for sinners flowing, 
By Thy death true life bestow^ing, 

We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill, etc. 



192 ROGATION DAYS. 

6 Jesu ! Jesu I 

Bj Thy glorious Resurrection, 
Earnest of our own perfection, 

We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, 
From every ill, etc. 

t Jesu ! Jesu I 

To the Father's Throne ascended. 
All Thy pain and sorrows ended, 

We beseech Thee, w^e beseech Thee, 
From every ill, etc. 

8 Jesu I Jesu I 

Advocate for sinners pleading. 
With the Father interceding, 

We beseech Thee, w^e beseech Thee, 
From every ill defend us, 
Thy grace and mercy send us. Amen. 



ASCENSION. 



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Hymn HL (122 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

*'A11 power is given unto Me in heaven and in earth." 

OLORD most High, Eternal King, 
By Thee redeemed, Thy praise we sing ; 
The bonds of death are burst by Thee, 
And Grace has won the victory. 

2 Ascending to the Father's throne, 

Thou claim'st the kingdom as Thine own; 
Thy days of mortal weakness o'er, 
Ail power is Thine for evermore. 



ASCENSION. 193 

3 To Thee the whole creation now 
Shall, in its threefold order, bow, 

Of things on earth, and things on high, 
And things that underneath us lie. 

4 In awe and wonder angels see 

How changed is man's estate by Thee, 
How Flesh makes pure as flesh did stain, 
And Thou, True God, in Flesh dost reign. 

5 Be Thou our Joy, O mighty Lord, 
As Thou wilt be our great Reward ; 
Let all our glory bo in Thee 

Both now and through eternity. 

6 All praise from every heart and tongue 
To Thee, ascended Lord, be sung ; 

All praise to God the Father be, 
And Holy Ghost, eternally. Amen. 

Hymn 415. (I23 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

^'Bj His own Blood He entered in once into the holy place." 

SAVIOUR, who for man hast trod 
The winepress of the wrath of God, 
Ascend, and claim again on high 
Thy glory left for us to die. 

2 A radiant cloud is now Thy seat. 

And earth lies stretched beneath Thy feet; 
Ten thousand thousands round Thee sing, 
And share the triumph of their King. 

3 The angel-host enraptured waits : 

^' Lift up your heads, eternal gates !'' 
God-and-Man ! the Father's Throne 
Is now for evermore Thine own. 
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194 ASCENSION. 

4 Our great High Priest and Shepherd Thou 
Within the veil art entered now, 

To offer there Thy precious Blood 
Once poured on earth a cleansing flood. 

5 And thence the Church, Thy chosen Bride, 
With countless gifts of grace supplied, 
Through all her members draws from Thee 
Her hidden life of sanctity. 

6 O Christ, our Lord, of Thy dear care 
Thy lowly members heavenward bear ; 
Be ours with Thee to suffer pain, 
With Thee for evermore to reign. 

t All praise from every heart and tongue 
To Thee, ascended Lord, be sung ; 
All praise to God the Father be, 
And Holy Ghost, eternally. Amen. 

Hymn 416. (124 Anc. &, M.) S. M. 

" Who is gone into heaven." 

THOU art gone up on high, 
To realms beyond the skies ; 
And round Thy throne unceasingly 

The songs of praise arise ; 
But we are lingering here, 

With sin and care oppressed ; 
Lord, send Thy promised Comforter 
And lead us to our rest. 

2 Thou art gone up on high ; 

But Thou didst first come down, 
Through earth's most bitter misery 
To pass unto Thy crown ; 



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And girt with griefs and fears 

Our onward course must be ; 
But only let this path of tears 

Lead us at last to Thee. 

3 Thou art gone up on high ; 

But Thou shalt come again, 
With all the bright ones of the sky 

Attendant in Thy train. 
Lord, by Thy saving power, 

So make us live and die, 
That w^e may stand in that dread hour 

At Thy right hand on high. Amen. 

HjTiin 417. (125 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

*^Who being the brightness of His glory, and the express 
Image of His person, and upholding all things by the word 
of His power, when He had by Himself purged our sins, 
sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high.'' 

JESU, our hope, our heart's desire, 
Redemption's only spring, 
Creator of the world art Thou, 
Its Saviour and its King. 

2 How vast the mercy and the love, 

Which laid our sins on Thee, 
And led Thee to a cruel death, 
To set Thy people free ! 

3 But now the bonds of death are burst, 

The ransom has been paid ; 
And Thou art on Thy Father's Throne, 
In glorious robes arrayed. 



196 ASCENSIOI^. 

4 may Thy mighty love prevail 
Our sinful souls to spare I 
may we stand around Thy Throne, 
And see Thy glory there I 

6 Jesu, our only Joy be Thou, 
As Thou our Prize wilt be; 
In Thee be all our glory now 
And through eternity. 

6 All praise to Thee who dost ascend 
Triumphantly to heaven : 
All praise to God the Father's Name, 
And Holy Ghost, be given. Amen. 

Hymn 418. (125 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

HO S ANNA to the Prince of light, 
Who cloth'd himself in clay; 
Entered the iron gates of death. 
And tore the bars away. 

2 Death is no more the king of dread, 

Since our Immanuel rose ; 
He took the tyrant's sting away. 
And conquer'd all our foes. 

3 See, how the Conqueror mounts aloffc, 

And to His Father flies ! 

With scars of honour in His flesh, 
And triumph in His eyes. 

4 There our exalted Saviour reigns. 

And scatters blessings down 
From the right hand of Majesty, 
On the celestial throne. 



ASCENSION. 197 

Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, 

To reach this bless'd abode ; 
Sweet be the accents of your songs 

To our incarnate God. 



Hymn 419. (126 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

THE Saviour stood on Olivet ; 
His earthly task was o'er ; 
And wherefore should He linger yet 

On this world's dreary shore ? 
He rais'd on high His hands divine ; 

He bless'd His faithful train ; 
Oh ! when shall Adam's guilty line 
Such blessings hear again ? 



Then slowly tow'rds th^ expecting sky, 

The sky's Creator rose ; 
Angelic watchers, ranged on high, 

Bade Heaven's bright gates unclose. 
And in He came, the Lord of might, 

Eternal and Supreme ; 
Whose presence e'en those realms of light 

Illum'd with brighter beam. 

Thou, who thus exalted art, 

On whom our souls rely. 
Grant to us now, in mind and heart, 

To dwell with Thee on high ! 
And when at length, redeemed by Thee, 

The just that sleep shall rise ; 
With theirs our happy portion be, 

A home beyond the skies. 
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Hymn 420. (127 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

THE Lord ascendeth up on high, 
The Lord hath triumph'd gloriously, 
In pow'r and might excelling ; 
Hell and the Grave are captive led, 
Lo 1 He returns, our glorious Head, 
To His eternal dwelling ! 

2 The heav'ns with joy receive their Lord, 
By saints, by angel hosts adored ; - 

day of exultation ! 
earth ! adore Thy glorious King, 
His rising, His ascension sing, 

With grateful adoration. 

3 Our great High-Priest hath gone before, 
Tbence on His Church His grace to pour. 

And bring us to salvation ; 
may our hearts to Him ascend 
May all within us upward tend 

With joyful expectation ! 

4 By saints on earth and saints in heav'n. 
All praise to Christ our King be giv'n, 

Who hath to heav'n ascended ; 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
The God of heaven's resplendent host, 

W^hose reign shall ne'er be ended. 

Hj mn 4t2l. (129 Ch. &, H.) Ill 5. 

LOOK, ye saints ; the sight is glorious ; 
See the man of sorrows now ; 
From the fight returned victorious, 
Every knee to Him shall bow; 



ASCENSION. 199 

Crown Him ; 
Crowns become the Victor's brow. 

Crown the Saviour, angels crown Him ; 

Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; 
On the seat of power enthrone Him, 

While the heavenly concert rings : 
Crown Him ; 

Crown the Saviour King of kings. 

Sinners in derision crown'd Him, 
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; 

Saints and angels bend around Him, 
Own His title, praise His name : 

Crown Him ; 
Spread abroad the Victor's fame I 

Hark ! those bursts of acclamation I 
Hark ! those loud, triumphant chords ! 

Lamb of God, our strong salvation, 
0, what joy the sight affords ! 



Crown Him 



King of kings, and Lord of lords. 



Hymn 422. (I32 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb 
Amid His Father's throne ; 
Prepare new honors for His name, 
And songs before unknown. 

2 Let elders worship at His feet, 
The church adore around, 



200 ASCENSION. 

With vials full of odours sweet, 
And harps of sweeter sound. 

3 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 
Be endless honour paid ; 
Salvation, glory, joy, remain 
Forever on His head. 



4 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, 
Hast set the prisoner free, 
Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
And we shall reign with Thee. 



The worlds of nature and of grace 
Are put beneath Thy power; 

Then hasten time's delaying pace, 
And bring the promis'd hour. 



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Hymn 423. (133 Ch. &, H.) III. 1. 

HOLY, holy, holy Lord ! 
Live, by heaven and earth ador'd 1 
Fill'd with Thee let all things cry, 
Glory be to God most high. 

2 Join'd with those beyond the sky, 
Chanters to the Lord most high, 
We our hearts and voices raise, 
Echoing Thine eternal praise. 

3 Happy they who never rest, 
With Thy heavenly presence blest ! 



ASCENSION. 201 

They the heights of glory see, 
Search the depths of Deity. 

4 Fain with them our souls would vie; 
Sink as low, and mount as high ; 
Fall, overwhelmed with love, or soar ; 
Shout, or silently adore. 

Hymn 424 (136 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

JESUS, in Thee our eyes behold 
A thousand glories more 
Than the rich gems, and polished gold, 
The sons of Aaron wore. 

2 Once in the circuit of a year. 

With blood, but not their own, 
Did they within the veil appear. 
Before the golden throne. 

3 But Christ, by His own powerful blood. 

Ascends above the skies. 
And in the presence of our God 
Shows His own sacrifice. 

4 He ever lives, to intercede 

Before His Father's face ; 
For us, O Lord, in mercy plead. 
And fill us with Thy grace ! 

Hymn 425. (I37 Ch. & H.) L. M. 



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TAND up, my soul, thy fears dismiss, 
And gird the Gospel armour on ; 



202 WHIT-SUNDAY. 

March to the gates of endless bliss, 
Where Jesus thy great Captain's gone. 

2 Hell and thy sins thy foes may be, 

But hell and sin are vanquish'd foes;^ 
Thy Saviour nailed them to the tree, 
And sung the triumph when He rose. 

3 Then let my soul march boldly on. 

Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
There peace and joy and palms are won, 
And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 

4 A starry crown shall be my prize. 

Triumphant through Almighty grace, 
While all the armies of the skies 
Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 



WHIT-SUNDAY. 

Hymn 426. (145 Ch. & H.) HI. 1- 

SPIRIT, pour'd on Pentecost, 
Paraclete and Holy Ghost, 
Resting on the Eternal Son, 
Holy ! uncreated One ! 
Breath of life ! Thine aid impart, 
Waken every slumbering heart, 
Every grovelling soul refine, 
With Thy power and grace divine. 

2 Sanctifier ! seal our hearts 

With the truth Thy word imparts ; 



WHIT-SUNDAY. 203 

Sacred truths and themes instil, 
And Thy pleasure all fulfil ; 
There let Christ replace His throne, 
And possess us for His own, 
Till our bodies all shall be 
Temples to Thy Deity ! 

3 Everlasting Spirit ! come, 
Teach us life's imperfect sum ; 
All on earth is dark and drear, 
Changeful as the changing year; 
Raise our souls from things of earth, 
Subjects of a better birth, 
And our song shall be of Thee, 
Through a blest eternity ! 

Hj mil 427. (!46 Ch. &, H.) p. M. 

HOLY Spirit, Lord of light, 
From Thy clear celestial height, 
Thy pure beaming radiance give ; 
Come, Thou Father of the poor, 
Come with treasures which endure. 
Come, Thou Light of all that live I 

2 Thou of all consolers best, 
Yisiting the troubled breast, 

Dost refreshing peace bestow ; 
Thou in toil art comfort sweet, 
Pleasant coolness in the heat, 

Solace in the midst of woe. 

3 Light immortal. Light divine, 
Yisit Thou these hearts of Thine, 

And our inmost being fill j 



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204 WHIT-SUNDAY. 

If Thou take Thy grace away, 
Nothing pure in man can stay, 
And his good is turn'd to ill. 

4 Thou on those who evermore 
Thee confess and Thee adore. 

In Thy sev'nfold gifts descend ; 
Give them comfort when they die, 
Give them life with Thee on high, 
Give them joys which never end. 

Hymn 428. (147 Ch. & H.) S. M 

COME, Holy Spirit, come; 
Let Thy bright beams arise ; 
Dispel the sorrow from our minds, 
The darkness from our eyes. 

2 Convince us of our sin ; 

Then lead to Jesus' blood. 
And to our wondering view reveal 
The mercies of our God. 

3 Kevive our drooping faith. 

Our doubts and fears remove, 
And kindle in our breasts the flame 
Of never-dying love. 

4 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart, 

To sanctify the soul, 
To pour fresh life in every part, 
And new-create the whole. 

5 Come, Holy Spirit, come ; 

Our minds from bondage free ; 
Then shall we know, and praise, and love, 
The Father, Son, and Thee. 



WHIT-SUNDAY. 205 



Hymn 4:29, (148 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

WHY should the children of a King 
Go mourning all their days ? 
Great Comforter, descend, and bring 
Some token of Thy grace. 



2 Dost Thou not dwell in all the saints, 

And seal the heirs of heaven ? 
When wilt Thou banish my compiaiats. 
And show my sins forgiven ? 

3 Assure my conscience of a part 

In the Redeemer's blood ; 
And bear Thy witness with my heart 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of His love, 

The pledge of joys to come ; 
And Thy soft wings, celestial Pove, 
Will safe convey me home. 

Hymn 430. (149 Ch. & H.) III. 1 

HOLY GHOST ! with light divine, 
Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
Chase the shades of night away, 
Turn my darkness into day. 

2 Holy Ghost I with power divine. 
Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; 
Long hath sin without control. 
Held dominion o'er my soul. 

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206 WHIT-SUNDAY. 

3 Holy Ghost ! with joy divine, 
Cheer this saddened heart of mine, 
Bid my many woes depart, 

Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 

4 Holy Ghost ! Thou Lord divine, 
Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
Cast down every idol-throne, 
Keign supreme, and reign alone. 



Hymn 43L (128 Ano. &, M.) P. M, 

'^When Thou lettest Thy Breath go forth, they shaU be made, 
and Thou shalt renew the face of the earth." 

COME, Thou Holy Spirit, come; 
And from Thine eternal home 
Shed the ray of light divine ; 
Come, Thou Father of the poor, 
Come, Thou source of all our store, 
Come, within our bosoms shine. 

2 Thou of Comforters the best. 

Thou the soul's most welcome Guest, 
Sweet Refreshment here below I 

In our labour rest most sweet, 

Grateful shadow from the heat. 
Solace in the midst of woe I 

3 most Blessed Light Divine, 
Shine within these hearts of Thine, 

And our inmost being fill ; 
If Thou take Thy grace away. 
Nothing pure in man will stay. 

All our good is turned to ill. 



WHIT-SUNDAY. 207 

Heal our wounds ; our strength renew ; 
On our dryness pour Thy dew ; 

Wash the stains of guilt away ; 
Bend the stubborn heart and will, 
Melt the frozen, warm the chill, 

Guide the steps that go astray. 

On the faithful, who adore 
And confess Thee, evermore 

In Thy sevenfold gifts descend; 
Give them virtue's sure reward, 
Give them Thy salvation, Lord, 

Give them joys that never end. Amen. 



Hymn 432. (I30 Anc. &, M.) C. M. 

"And suddenly there came a sound from heaven, as of a rush- 1 

ing mighty wind/^ >] 

WHEN God of old came down from heaven, 

In power and wrath He caaie ; I 

Before His feet the clouds were riven, ! 

Half darkness and half flame : i 



2 But when He came the second time, 

He came in power and love ; 
Softer than gale at morning prime 
Hovered His holy dove. 

3 The fires, that rushed on Sinai down 

In sudden torrents dread. 
Now gently light, a glorious crown, 
On every sainted head. 



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4 And as on Israel's awe-struck ear 

The voice exceeding loud, 
The trump, that angels quake to hear, 

Thrilled from the deep, dark cloud : i 

5 So, when the Spirit of our God 

Came down His flock to find, 
A voice from heaven was heard abroad, 
A rushing, mighty wind. 



6 It fills the Church of God ; it fills 

The sinful world around ; 
Only in stubborn hearts and wills 
No place for it is found. 

7 Come Lord, come Wisdom, Love, and Power, 

Open our ears to hear ; 
Let us not miss th' accepted hour; 
Save, Lord, by love or fear. Amen 



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Hymn 433, (I3I Anc. & M.) L. M. 

" And the same day there were added unto them about three 
thousand souls.^^ 

SPIRIT of mercy, truth, and love, 
O shed Thine influence from above; 
And still from age to age convey 
The wonders of this sacred day. 



2 In every clime, by every tongue. 
Be God's surpassing glory sung ; 



WHIT-SUNDAY. 209 

Let all the listening earth be taught 
The wonders by our Saviour wrought. 

3 Unfailing Comfort, Heavenly Guide, 
Still o'er Thy Holy Church preside j 
Still let mankind Thy blessings prove, 
Spirit of mercy,, truth, and love. 

4 Holy Father, Holy Son, 
And Holy Spirit, Three in One ; 
Thy grace devoutly we implore, 

Thy Name be praised for evermore. Amen. 



Hymn iSL (139 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

" If I go not away, the Comforter will not come unto you ; but 
if I depart, I will send Him unto you." 

OUR blest Redeemer, ere He breathed 
His tender last farewell, 
A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed 
With us to dwell. 



2 He came sweet influence to impart, 
A gracious willing Guest, 
While He can find one humble heart, 
Wherein to rest. 



And His that gentle voice we hear, 

Soft as the breath of even. 
That checks each thought, that calms each 
fear. 

And speaks of heaven. 

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210 WHIT-SUNDAY. 

4 And every virtue we possess, 
And every conquest won, 
And every thought of holineso, 
Are His alone. 

6 Spirit of purity and grace, 

Our weakness, pitying, see; 
make our hearts Thy dwelling-place, 
And worthier Thee. 

6 praise the Father ; praise the Son ; 
Blest Spirit, praise to Thee ; 
All praise to God, the Three in One, 
The One in Three. Amen. 



Hymn 435. ((73 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

"As many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons 
of God.'* 

COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With light and comfort from above ; 
Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide, 
O'er every thought and step preside. 

2 The light of truth to us display, 
And make us know and choose Thy way; 
Plant holy fear in every heart, 
That we from Thee may ne'er depart. 

3 Lead us to Christ, the living Way, 
Nor let us from His precepts stray ; 
Lead us to holiness, the road 
That we must take to dwell with God. 



TRINITY SUNDAY. 211 

4 Lead us to heaven, that we may share 
Fulness of joy forever there ; 
Lead us to God, our final rest, 
To be with Him forever blest. Amen. 



TEINITY SUNDAY. 
Hymn 436, (132 Anc. & IVI.) L. M. 

** And one cried unto another, and said, Holy, Holy, is th( 
Lord of Hosts." 

ALL hail, Adored Trinity ; 
All hail, Eternal Unity; 
God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, ever One. 

2 Behold to Thee, this festal day, 
We meekly pour our thankful lay ; 
O let our work accepted be. 

That sweetest work of praising Thee. 

3 Three Persons praise we evermore, 
One only God our hearts adore ; 
In Thy sure mercy ever kind 
May we our true protection find. 

4 Trinity I Unity ! 

Be present as we worship Thee ; 
And with the songs that Angels sing 
Unite the hymns of praise we bring. 

Amen. 



212 TRINITY SUNDAY. 

Hymn 437. (133 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

"From everlasting to everlasting Thou art God." 

BLEST Trinity, from mortal sight 
Veiled in Thine own eternal Light, 
We Thee confess, in Thee believe, 
To Thee with loving hearts we cleave. 

2 O Father, Thou most Holy One ! 
O God of God, Eternal Son I 
O Holy Ghost, Thou Love divine ! 
To join them Both is ever Thine I 

3 The Pather is in God the Son, 
And with the Father He is One ; 
In Both the Spirit doth abide, 
And with them Both is glorified. 

4 Such as the Father, such the Son, 
And such the Spirit, Three in One 1 
The Three one perfect Verity, 
The Three one perfect Charity. 

5 Eternal Father, Thee we praise ; 

To Thee, Son, our hymns we raise ; 

Holy Ghost, we Thee adore ; 

One mighty God for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 438. (134 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

" praise God in His Holiness." 

OGOD of life, whose power benign 
Doth o'er the world in mercy shine, 
Accept our praise, for we are Thine. 



TRINITY SUNDAY. 213 

2 Father, all-creating Lord, 

Be TJiou by every tongue implored, 
Be Thou by every heart adored. 

3 Son of God, for sinners slain. 

We bless Thee, Lord, whose dying pain 
For us did endless life regain. 

4 O Holy Ghost, whose guardian care 
Doth us for heavenly joys prepare, 
May we in Thy communion share. 

5 Holy Blessed Trinity, 

With faith we sinners bow to Thee ; 
In heaven and earth exalted be. Amen. 



Hymn 439, (135 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

"Tbey rest not day and night, saying, Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord 
God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come.'^ 

HOLY, Holy, Holy I Lord God Almighty! 
Early in the morning our song shall rise 
to Thee ! 
Holy, Holy, Holy, merciful and mighty ; 
God in Three Pers^ons, Blessed Trinity I 

2 Holy, Holy, Holy I all the saints adore Thee, 
Casting down their golden crowns around the 
glassy sea; 
Cherubim and Seraphim falling down before 
Thee, 
Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 



214 TRINITY SUNDAY. 

3 Holy, Holy, Holy ! though the darkness hide 

Thee, 
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may 

not see, 
Only Thou art Holy: there is none beside 

Thee 
Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 

4 Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty! 

All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, 
in earth, and sky, and sea: 
Holy, Holy, Holy ! merciful and mighty; 
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity ! 

Amen. 

Hymii 440. (137 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

"Sing unto the Lord, and praise His Name." 

THREE in One, and One in Three, 
Ruler of the earth and sea. 
Hear us, while we lift to Thee 
Holy chant and psalm. 

2 Light of lights ! with morning, shine : 
Lift on us Thy Light divine ; 

And let charity benign 

Breathe on us her balm. 

3 Light of lights ! when falls the even, 
Let it close on sins forgiven ; 
Fold us in the peace of heaven, 

Shed a holy calm. 

4 Three in One, and One in Three, 
Dimly here we worship Thee; 
With the saints hereafter we 

Hope to bear the palm. Amen. 



TRINITY SUNDAY. 215 

Hj mil 441. (151 Ch. & H.) S. M. 

FATHER in whom we live, 
In whom we are and move, 
The glory, power, and praise receive, 
Of Thy creating love. 

2 Incarnate Deity 

Let all the ransomed race 
Render in thanks their lives to Thee, 
For Thy redeeming grace. 

3 Spirit of holiness, 

Let all Thy saints adore, 
, Thy sacred energy and bliss. 
Thy heart-renewing power. 

4 The grace to sinners show'd, 

Ye heavenly choirs proclaim, 
And cry ''Salvation to our God, 
Salvation to the Lamb.'' 

5 ^ot angel tongues can tell 

Thy love's ecstatic height. 
The glorious joy unspeakable, 
The beatific sight. 

6 Eternal, Triune Lord : 

Let all the hosts above, 
Let all the sons of men record 
And dwell upon Thy love. 

T When heaven and earth are fled, 
Before Thy glorious face. 
Sing all the saints Thy love hath made 
Thine everlasting praise. 



216 TKINITY SUNDAY. 

Hymn U2. (152 Ch. & H.) HI. 1. 

HOLY, holy, holy Lord, 
Grod of Hosts ! when heaven and earth, 
Out of darkness at Thy word, 

Issued into glorious birth, 
All Thy works before Thee stood, 
And Thine eye beheld them good, 
While they sang with sweet accord, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

2 Holy, holy, holy 1 Thee, 

One Jehovah evermore, 
Father, Son, and Spirit ! we. 

Dust and ashes, would adore; 
Lightly by the world esteemed, 
From that world by Thee redeemed. 
Sing we here with glad accord, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

3 Holy, holy, holy! All 

Heaven's triumphant choirs shall sing, 
When the ransom'd nations fall 

At the footstool of their King : 
Then shall saints and seraphim^ 
Hearts and voices swell one hymn, 
Kound the Throne with full accord. 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

Hymn 443. (154 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

THE Lord descended from above, 
And bow'd the heavens most high, 
And underneath His feet He cast 
The darkness of the sky. 



FAST DAY. 217 

2 On cherub and on cherubim, 

Full royally He rode, 
And on the wings of mighty winds, 
Came flying all abroad. 

3 He sat serene upon the floods, 

Their fury to restrain ; 
And He, as sovereign Lord and King, 
For evermore shall reign. 



FAST DAY. 

Hymn 444, (155 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

COME, let our souls adore the Lord, 
' Whose judgments yet delay ; 
Who yet suspends the lifted sword, 
And gives us time to pray. 

2 Great is our guilt, our fears are great, 
But let us not despair ; 
Still open is the mercy-seat 
To penitence and prayer. 



3 Kind Intercessor, to Thy love 

This blessed hope we owe : 
Now let Thy merits plead above. 
While we implore below. 

4 Though justice near Thine awful throne 

Attends Thy dread command, 
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218 FAST DAY. 

Lord, hear Thy servants, hear Thy Son, 
And save a guilty land. 



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Hymn MS. (227 Anc. &, M.) III. 2. 

{To be used when there is a deficiency in the crops.) 

"Althougli the fields shall yield no meat, . . . yet I will re- 
joice in the Lord; I will joy in the Grod of my salvation." 

WHAT our Father does is well ; 
Blessed truth His children tell 1 
Though He send, for plenty, want, 
Though the harvest-store be scant, 
Yet we rest upon His love, 
Seeking better things above. 

2 What our Father does is well ; 
Shall the wilful heart rebel? 
If a blessing He withhold 

In the field, or in the fold, 
Is it not Himself to be 
All our Store eternally ? 

3 What our Father does is well; 
Though He sadden hill and dell. 
Upward yet our praises rise 

For the strength His Word supplies j 
He has called us sons of God, 
Can we murmur at His rod ? 

4 What our Father does is well : 
May the thought within us dwell; 
Though nor milk nor honey flow 
In our barren Canaan now, 

God can save us in our need, 
God can bless us, God can feed. 



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FAST DAY. 219 

5 Therefore, unto Him we raise 
Hymns of glory, songs of praise; 
To the Father, and the Son, 
And the Spirit, Three in One, 
Honour, might, and glory be, 
Now, and through eternity. Amen. 

Hymn 446. (235 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

(In time of war.) 
"The Lord shall give His people the blessing of peace." 

OGOD of love, King of peace, 
Make wars throughout the world to cease ; 
The wrath of sinful man restrain, 
Give peace, God, give peace again. 

2 Remember, Lord, Thy works of old, 
The wonders that our fathers told, 
Remember not our sin's dark stain, 
Give peace, God, give peace again. 

3 Whom shall we trust but Thee, O Lord ? 
Where rest but on Thy faithful word ? 
None ever called on Thee in vain, 

Give peace, O God, give peace again. 

4 Where saints and angels dwell above. 
All hearts are knit in holy love ; 

O bind us in that heavenly chain, 

Give peace, God, give peace again. Amen. 



220 THANKSGIVING DAY. 

Hymn 417. (236 Anc. &. M.) C. M. 

{In time of pestilence,) 

"Thou shall not be afraid .... for the pestilence that 
walketh in darkness; nor for the sickness that destroyeth in 
the noonday." 

IN grief and fear, to Thee, Lord, 
We now for succour fly, 
Thine awful judgments are abroad, 
O shield us lest we die. 

2 The fell disease on every side 

Walks forth with tainted breath ; 
And pestilence, witb rapid stride, 
Bestrews the land with death. 

. 3 look with pity on the scene 
Of sadness and of dread, 
And let Thine angel stand between 
The living and the dead. 

4 With contrite hearts to Thee, our King, 
We turn who oft have strayed ; 
Accept th« sacrifice we bring. 

And let the plague be stayed. Amen. 



THANKSGIVING DAY 



Hymn 418. (!60 Ch. & H.) CM. 

)nPIS by Thy strength the mountains stand, 
X. God of eternal power 1 



THANKSGIVING DAY. 221 

The sea grows calm at Thy command, 
And tempests cease to lower. 

2 Thy morning light and evening shade 
Successive comforts bring : 
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad ; 
Thy flowers adorn the spring. 

8 Seasons and times, and moons, and hours, 
Heaven, earth, and air are Thine ; 
When clouds distil in fruitful showers, 
The author is divine. 

4 Those wandering fountains of the sky, 

Borne by the winds around, 
With watery treasures well supply 
The furrows of the ground. 

5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, 

And ranks of corn appear ; 
Thy ways abound with blessings still, 
Thy goodness crowns the year. 



Hymn 449. (161 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

THE God of harvest praise ; 
In loud thanksgiving raise 
Hand, heart, and voice ; 
The valleys smile and sing, 
Forests and mountains ring, 
The plains their tribute bring, 

The streams rejoice. 
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222 THANKSGIVING DAY. 

2 Yea, bless His Holy Name, 
And purest thanks proclaim 

Through all the ea.rth : 
To glory in your lot 
Is comely — but be not 
His benetits forgot, 

Amid your mirth. 

3 The God of harvest praise ; 
Hands, hearts, and voices, raise 

With sweet accord ; 
From field to garner throng, 
Bearing your sheaves along, 
And in your harvest song 

Bless ye the Lord. 

Hymn 450. (165 Ch. & H.) II. 4. 

{After a Pestilence.) 

SIXG. Hallelujah ; sing 
Glory to God alone ! 
Bring your oblations, bring 

Thank-offerings to the throne; 
Take words of joy, of comfort take. 
Awake to love, to life awake. 

2 The Lord put forth His hand. 
He touch'd us and we died ; 
Vengeance went through the land, 

But mercy walk'd beside ; 
He heard our prayers : He saw our tears, 
And stay'd the plague and quelPd our fears. 



THANKSGIVING DAY. 223 

3 What shall we give to Thee, 

Thou whose purer eyes 
Behold iniquity 

In man's best sacrifice ? 
Ourselves we give, but rest our claim 
On Christ, and know none other Name. 

4 For Jesus' sake forgive 

Thy people, Lord, and spare, 
To Him and Thee to live, 

For Thine and His we are ; 
Thy quickening Spirit gave us breath, 
Thy Son, by death, has conquer'd death. 

Hj mn 451. (223 Anc. & M.) III. 1. 

"They joy before Thee, according to the joy of harvest." 

COME, ye thankful people, come, 
Raise the song of Harvest-Home! 
All is safely gathered in, 
Ere the winter-storms begin; 
God, our Maker, doth provide 
For our wants to be supplied; 
Come to God's own Temple, come; 
Raise the song of Harvest-Home! 

2 What is earth but God's own field, 
Fruit unto His praise to yield ? 
Wheat and tares therein are sown, 
Unto joy or sorrow grown ; 
Ripening with a wondrous power, 
Till the final Harvest-Hour ; 
Grant, Lord of Life, that we 
Holy grain and pure may be. 



224 THANKSGIVING DAY. 

3 For we know that Thou wilt come, 
And wilt take Thy people home ; 
From Thy field wilt purge away 
All that doth offend, that day ; 
And Thine Angels charge at last 
In the fire the tares to cast, 

But the fruitful ears to store 
In Thy garner evermore. 

4 Come then, Lord of mercy, come. 
Bid us sing Thy Harvest-Home 1 
Let Thy Saints be gathered in, 
Free from sorrow, free from sin ; 
Ali upon the golden floor 
Praising Thee for evermore ; 
Come, with thousand Angels come ; 

Bid us sing Thy Harvest-Home 1 Amen. 

Hymn 452. (224 Anc. & M.) IIL 1. 

"Who giveth food to all flesh; for His mercy endureth 
forever." 

PRAISE, O praise our God and King ! 
Hymns of adoration sing ; 
For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

2 Praise Him that He made the Sun 
Day by day his course to run ; 
For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure : 

8 And the silver Moon by night. 
Shining with her gentle light ; 
For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 



THANKSGIVING DAY. 225 

4 Praise Him that He gave th-e rain 
To mature the swelling grain ; 

For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure : 

5 And hath bid the fruitful field 
Crops of precious increase yield; 

For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

6 Praise Him for our Harvest-store, 
He hath filled the Garner-floor; 

For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure : 

7 And for richer Food than this, 
Pledge of everlasting bliss ; 

For His mercies still endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

8 Glory to our Bounteous Kingl 
Glory let creation sing ! 

Glory to the Father, Son, 

And Blest Spirit, Three in One. Amen. 

Hj mn 453. (226 Anc. & IVI.) II. 3. 

" The harvest is the end of the world, and the reapers are the 

angels." 

LORD of the harvest, once again 
We thank Thee for the ripened grain ; 
For crops safe carried, sent to cheer 
Thy servants through another year ; 
For all sweet holy thoughts supplied 
By seed-time, and by harvest-tide. 

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226 THANKSGIVING DAY. 

2 The bare dead grain, in autumn sown, 
Its robe of vernal green puts on ; 
Glad from its wintry grave it springs, 
Fresh garnished by the King of kings : 
So, Lord, to those who sleep in Thee 
Shall new and glorious bodies be. 

3 ISTor vainly of Thy Word we ask 
A lesson from the reaper's task : 
So shall Thine angels issue forth ; 
The tares be burnt; the just of earth, 
To wind and storm exposed no more, 
Be gathered to their Father's store. 

4 Daily, O Lord, our prayers be said, 
As Thou hast taught, for daily bread; 
But not alone our bodies feed. 
Supply our fainting spirits' need; 

Bread of Life, from day to day 

Be Thou their Comfort, Food, and Stay ! 

Amen. 

Hymn 454. (237 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

"0 praise the Lord, laud ye the Name of the Lord; praise it, 

ye servants of the Lord." 

REJOICE to-day with one accord, 
Sing out with exaltation ; 
Rejoice, and praise our mighty Lord, 
Whose Arm hath brought salvation ; 
His works of love proclaim 
The greatness of his Name; 
For He is God alone 
Who hath His mercy shown ; 
Let all His saints adore Him 1 



THANKSGIVING DAY. 227 

2 When in distress to Him we cried, 

He heard our sad complaining ; 
Oh, trust in Him, whate'er betide, 

His lo\^e is all-sustaining; 
Triumphant songs of praise 
To Him our hearts shall raise ; 
Now every voice shall say, 
^' O praise our God alway ;" 

Let all His saints adore Him ! 

3 Rejoice to-day with one accord. 

Sing out with exultation ; 
Rejoice, and praise our mighty Lord, 

Whose Arm hath brought salvation ; 
His works of love proclaim 
The greatness of His Name ; 
For He is God alone 
Who hath His mercy shown; 

Let all His saints adore Him I Amen. 

Hymn 455. (238 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

*'0 clap your hands together, all ye people; sing unto Glod 
with the voice of melody. '^ 

NOW thank we all our God, 
With heart, and hands, and voices, 
Who wondrous things hath done. 

In whom His world rejoices; 
Who from our mothers' arms 

Hath blessed us on our way 
With countless gifts of love. 
And still is ours to-day. 

2 Oh, may this bounteous God 

Through all our Ufe be near us, 



228 BAPTISM AND CONFIKMATION. 

With ever joyful hearts 

And blessed peace to cneer us ; 

And keep us in His grace, 
And guide us when perplexed, 

And free us from all ills 
In this world and the next. 

3 All praise and thanks to God, 

The Father, now be given, 
The Son, and Him Avho reigns 

With Them in highest heaven, 
The One eternal God, 

Whom earth and heaven adore, 
For thus it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 



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BAPTISM AND CONFIEMATION. « 

Hymn 456. (166 Ch. &, H.) P. M. 

BLESSED Jesus, here we stand, 
Met to do as Thou hast spoken, 
And this child at thy command 

To the Eont we bring, in token 
That to Thee it here is given ; 
For of such shall be Thy heaven. 

2 Yes, Thy warning voice is plain, 
And we fain would heed it duly, 
''He who is not born again, 

Heart and life renewing truly. 
Born of water and the Spirit, 
Shall My kingdom ne'er inherit.^' 



BAPTISM AND CONFIRMATION. 229 

3 Therefore hasten we to Thee, 

Take the pledge we bring, oh ! take it ; 
Let us here Thy glory see, 

And in tender pity make it 
Now Thy child, and leave it never ; 
Thine on earth and Thine forever. 

4 Make it, Christ, Thy member now, 

Shepherd, take Thy lamb and feed it, 
Prince of Peace, its peace be Thou, 

Way of Life, to Heaven, oh ! lead it ; 
Yine, this branch may nothing sever, 
Be it graff'd in Thee forever. 

5 Now upon Thy heart it lies, 

What our hearts so dearly treasure ; 
Heavenward lead our burden'd sighs, 

Pour Thy blessings without measure ; 
Write the name we now have given, 
Write it in the book of Heaven. 



Hymn 457. (167 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

MY God ! the covenant of Thy love 
Abides forever sure ; 
And in its matchless grace I feel 
My happiness secure. 

2 Since Thou, the everlasting God, 

My Father art become, 
Jesus my Guardian and my Friend, 
And heaven my final home : 

3 I welcome all Thy sovereign will, 

For all that will is love ; 
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230 BAPTISM AND CONFIRMATION. 

And when I know not what Thou dost, 
I wait the light above. 

4 Thy covenant in the darkest gloom 
Shall heavenly rays impart, 
And when mine eyelids close in death, 
Sustain my fainting heart. 



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Hj mil 458. (169 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

YE hearts with youthful vigour warm, 
In willing crowds draw near, 
And turn from every mortal charm 
A Saviour's voice to 'hear. 

2 *' The soul that longs to see My face. 

Is sure My love to ga.in ; 
And those that early seek My grace. 
Shall never seek in vain.'' 

3 What object, Lord, my soul should move. 

If once compar'd with Thee ? 
What beauty should command my love, 
Like what in Christ I see ? 



4 Away, ye false, delusive toys, 
Yain tempters of the mind ! 
'Tis here I seek my highest joys. 
And here true bliss 1 find. 



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ilymii 459. (208 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

"Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; 
knock, and it shall be opened unto you." 







FATHER, Thou who hast created all 
In wisest love, we pray. 



BAPTISM AND CONFIEMATION. 231 

Look on this babe, who at Thj gracious call 

Is entering on life's way, 
Bend o'er it now with blessing fraught, 
And make Thou something out of naught. 
Father, hear! 

2 O Son of God, who diedst for us, behold 

We bring our child to Thee ; 
Thou tender Shepherd, take it to Thj fold, 

Thine own for ave to be : 
Defend it through this earthly strife, 
And lead it on the path of life, 
Son of God 1 

3 Holy Ghost, who broodedst o'er the wave, 

Descend upon this child ; 
Give it undying life, its spirit lave 

With waters undefiled ; 
Grant it while yet a babe to be 
A child of God, a home for Thee, 
O Holy Ghost I 

4 O Triune God, what Thou command'st is 

done, 
We speak, but Thine the might ; 
This child hath scarce yet seen our earthly 
sun, 
Yet pour on it Thy light, 
In faith and hope, in joy and love, 
Thou Sun of all below, above, 

Triune God! Amen. 



232 BAPTISM AXD COXFIRMATION. 



Hymn 460. (211 Anc. &, M.) L. M 

" The Comforter which is the Holy Ghost 

pOME, Holy Ghost, Creator blest, 



\J Youehsafe within our souls to rest; 
Come with Thy grace and heavenly aid 
And fill the hearts which Thou hast made. 

2 Comforter, to Thee we cry : 

Thou heavenly gift of God most high : 
Thou Fount of life, and Fire of love, 
And sweet Anointing from above. 

3 Finger of the Hand divine. 

The sevenfold gifts of grace are Thine ; 

The promise of the Father Thou, 

Who dost the tongue with power endow. 

4 Thy light to every sense impart, 
And shed Thy love in every heart ; 
The weakness of our flesh supply 

With strength and courage from on high. 

5 Drive far away our ghostly foe, 
And peace for evermore bestow; 
If Thou be our preventing Guide, 
No evil can our steps betide. 

6 Holy Ghost, through Thee alone 
We know the Father and the Son : 
Be this our never- changing creed. 

That Thou dost from Them Both proceed. 

(T Praise we the Father and the Son, 
And Holy Spirit with them One : 
And may the Son on us bestow 
The gifts that from the Spirit flow. Amen. 



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THE loed's suppee. 233 



THE LORD^S SUPPER. 

Hymn 461. (I70 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

jmWAS on that dark, that doleful night, 
X. When powers of earth and hell arose 

Against the Son of God's delight, 

And friends betray'd Him to His foes : 

2 Before the mournful scene began. 

He took the bread, and bless'd, and brake ; 
What love through all His actions ran ! 
What wondrous words of grace He spake ! 

3 *' This is My body, broke for sin ; 

Receive and eat the living food ; " 
Then took the cup, and bless'd the wine : 
*' This the new covenant in My blood." 

4 Jesus I Thy feast we celebrate ; 

We show Thy death, we sing Thy name, 
Till Thou return, and we shall eat 
The marriage supper of the Lamb. 

Hymn 462. (I7l Ch. & H.) C. M. 

n HEPHERD of souls, refresh and bless 
1^^ Thy chosen pilgrim flock, 
With manna in the wilderness, 
With water from the rock. 



2 Hungry and thirsty, faint and weak, 
As Thou when here below, 
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234 I'HE lord's suppee. 

Our souls the joys celestial seek 
Which from Thy sorrows flow. 

3 We would not live by bread alone, 

But by that word of grace, 
In strength of which we travel on 
To our abiding place. 

4 Be known to us in breaking bread. 

But do not then depart, 
Saviour abide with us and spread 
Thy table in our heart. 

5 Lord sup with us in love divine ; 

Thy body and thy blood. 
That living bread, that heavenly wine, 
Be our immortal food. 

Hymn 463. (175 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

LORD, I am Thine, entirely Thine, 
Purchased and sav'd by blood divine ; 
With full consent Thine I would be. 
And own Thy sovereign right in me. 

2 Here, Lord, my flesh, my soul, my ail, 
I yield to Thee beyond recall ; 
Accept Thine own, withheld too long ; 
Accept my heart, inspire my song. 

3 Grant one poor sinner more a place 
Among the children of Thy grace ; 
A wretched sinner, lost to God, 
But ransom'd by ImmanuePs blood. 



THE lord'^ supper. 235 

4 Thine would I live, and Thine would die, 
Be Thine thro' all eternity ; 

The vow is past beyond repeal, 
And now I set the solemn seal. 

5 Be Thou the witness of my vow ; 
Angels and men behold me now, 
While to Thy table I repair, 
And seal the sacred covenant there. 

6 Here, by that cross, where flows the blood 
That bought my guilty soul for God ; 
Thee, my sole Master, now I call, 

And consecrate to Thee my all. 

7 Do Thou assist a feeble worm, 
The great engagement to perform; 
Thy grace can full assistance lend, 
And on that grace I dare depend. 

Hymn 464, (176 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

FOR. mercies countless as the sands, 
Which daily I receive 
From Jesus' my Redeemer's hands. 
My soul, what canst thou give ? 

2 Alas ! from such a heart as mine, 

What can I bring Him forth ? 
My best is stained and dyed with sin, 
My all is nothing worth. 

3 Yet this acknowledgment I'll make 

For all He has bestow'd ; 
Salvation's sacred cup I'll take, 
And call upon my God. 



236 THE loed's supper. 

4 The best return for one like me, 
So wretched and so poor, 
Is from His ^ifts to draw a plea, 
And ask Him still for more. 

Hymn 465. (!78Ch.&,H.) CM. 

IF human kindness meets return, 
And owns the grateful tie ; 
If tender thoughts within us burn, 
To feel a friend is nigh ; 

2 0, shall not warmer accents tell 

The gratitude we owe 
To Him, who died, our fears to quell ; 
Who bore our guilt and woe ! 

3 While yet in anguish He surveyed 

Those pangs He would not flee, 
What love His latest words displayed ; 
''Meet and remember me!" 

4 Kemember Thee, Thy death. Thy shame, 
^ Our sinful hearts to share I 

memory ! leave no other name 
But His recorded there. 

Hymn 466. (205 Anc. & M.) HI. 2. 

" This do in remembrance of Me." 

BREAD of heaven, on Thee we feed, 
For Thy Flesh is meat indeed ; 
Ever may our souls be fed 
With this true and living Bread ; 
Day by day with strength supplied 
Through the life of Him who died. 



THE LORD^S SUPPER. 237 

2 Yine of heaven, Thy Blood supplies 
This blest cup of sacrifice ; 
Lord, Thy Wounds our healing give, 
To Thy Cross we look and live : 
Jesus, may we ever be 
Grafted, rooted, built in Thee. Amen. 

Hyiiiii 167. (207 Anc. & M.) C. M, 

' My Flesh is meat indeed, and My Blood is drink indeed." 

OGOD, unseen yet ever near, 
Thy presence may we feel; 
And, thus inspired with holy fear, 
Before Thine Altar kneel. 

2 Here may Thy faithful people know 

The blessings of Thy love, 
The streams that through the desert flow, 
The manna from above. 

3 We come, obedient to Thy word. 

To feast on heavenly Food ; 
Our meat, the Body of the Lord, 
Our drink, His precious Blood. 

4 Thus may we all Thy words obey. 

For we, God, are Thine, 
And go rejoicing on our way, 
Renewed with strength divine. 

5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom we adore. 
Be glory, as it was, is now. 
And shall be evermore. Amen. 



238 OKDINATIOX OF MINISTERS. ^^^H| 



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ORDINATION AND INSTITUTION 
OF MINISTERS. 

Hymn 468. (180 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

LORD, Thine appointed servants bless, 
That they may faithful be, 
To preach the truth in rip:hteousness. 
And sinners win to Thee. 

2 Uphold them by Almighty power. 

Thy strength divine impart, 
And, in each dark and trying hour. 
Cheer Thou their fainting heart. 

3 In holy watchfulness and prayer, 

O keep them near Thy side ; 
May they with loving zeal declare 
A Saviour crucified 1 

4 Great Shepherd of the sheep, draw near, 

Thy Spirit now be given ; 
That they who preach, and those who hear, 
May sing Thy praise in heaven. 

Hymn 469. (182 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

POUR out Thy Spirit from on high ; 
Lord, Thine assembled servants bless ; 
Graces and gifts to each supply. 

And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. 



LAYING A CORNER-STONE. 239 

2 Within Thy temple, when we stand 

To teach the truth, as taught by Thee ; 
Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand, 
Let Thine anointed pastors be. 

8 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, 
Firmness with meekness, from above, 
To bear Thy people on our heart, 

And love the souls whom Thou dost love : — 

4 To watch, and pray, and never faint, 

By day and night, strict guard to keep, 
To warn the sinner, cheer the saint. 

Nourish Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep ; 

5 Then, when our work is finish'd here. 

In humble hope our charge resign ; 
When the Chief Shepherd shall appear, 
God ! may they and we be Thine. 



LAYING THE CORNER-STONE OF 
A CHURCH. 

Hymn 470. (241 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

'^The glory of Lebanon shall come unto thee, the fir tree, the 
pine tree, and the box together, to beautify the place of My 
sanctuary." 

OLORD of H6sts, whose glory fills 
The bounds of the eternal hills, 
And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands, 
To dwell in temples made with hands ; 



240 CONSECEATION OF A CHURCH. 

2 Grant that all we, who here to-day 
Kejoiciag this foundation lay, 
May be in very deed Thine own, 
Built on the precious Corner-stone. 

3 Endue the creatures with Thy grace, 
That shall adorn Thy dweUing-place ; 
The beauty of the oak and pine, 

The gold and silver, make them Thine. 

4 To Thee they all pertain ; to Thee 
The treasures of the earth and sea ; 
And when we bring them to Thy throne, 
We but present Thee with Thine own. 

5 The heads that guide endue with skill, 
The hands that work preserve from ill, 
That we who these foundations lay 
May raise the topstone in its day. 

6 Both now and ever. Lord, protect 
The temple of Thine own elect ; 

Be Thou in them, and they in Thee, 
ever-blessed Trinity I Amen. 






CONSECRATION OF A CHUECH. 



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Hymn 471. (183 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

HERE, in Thy name, Eternal God, * 

We build this earthly house for Thee : 
make it now Thy fix'd abode, 
And holy let Thy temple be. 



CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH. 241 

2 Here, when Thy people seek Thy face, 

And dying shiners pray to live, 
Hear Thou, in heaven, Thy dwelling-place, 
And when thou hearest. Lord, forgive. 

3 Here, when Thy messengers proclaim 

The blessed gospel of Thy Son ; 
Still by the power of His great name, 
Be mighty signs and wonders done. 

4 When children's voices raise the song, 

Hosanna to their heavenly King ; 
Let heaven, with earth, the strain prolong, 
Hosanna, let the angels sing. 

5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign 

Here to abide, no transient guest ? 
Here will our great Redeemer reign. 
And here the Holy Spirit rest ? 

6 Thy glory never hence depart : 

Yet choose not. Lord, this house alone; 
Thy kingdom come in every heart. 
In every bosom fix Thy throne. 

Hymn 472. (I84 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

GREAT Shepherd of Thy people, hear; 
Thy presence now display ; 
As Thou hast given a place for prayer, 
So give us hearts to pray. 

2 Show us the tokens of Thy love. 
Our feeble hope to raise ; 
And pour Thy blessing from above, 

That we may render praise. 
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242 CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH. 

8 Within these walls be holy peace ; 

Thy mercy here reveal ; 
Here give the burden'd soul release, 
The wounded spirit heal! 

4 The hearing ear, the watchful eye, 

The contrite heart bestow ; 

And shine upon us from on high. 

To make our graces grow. 

5 May we in faith receive Thy word. 

In faith address our prayers ; 
And in the presence of the Lord 
Unbosom all our cares. 

6 Here may Thy Gospel's joyful sound 

Ell fore 'd by grace divine, 
Awaken many sinners round, 
And bend their wills to Thine. 

Hymn 473. (244 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

" Behold I lay in Sion a Chief Corner-stone, elect, precious." 

CHRIST is made the sure Foundation, 
Christ the Head and Corner-stone, 
Chosen of the Lord, and precious, 
Binding all the Church in one, 
Holy Sion's help forever. 
And her confidence alone. 

2 All that dedicated City, 

Dearly loved of God on high. 

In exultant jubilation 

Pours perpetual melody ; 

God the One in Three adoring 
In glad hymns eternally. 



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MISSIONS. 243 

3 To this Temple, where we call Thee, 

Come, Lord of Hosts, to-day ; 
With Thy w^onted loving-kindness, 

Hear Thy servants, as they pray; 
And Thy fullest benediction 

Shed within its walls alway. 

4 Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants 

What they ask of Thee to gain, 
What they gain from Thee forever 

With the Blessed to retain, 
And hereafter in Thy glory 

Evermore with Thee to reign. 

5 Praise and honour to the Father, 

Praise and honour to the Son, 
Praise and honour to the Spirit, 

Ever Three, and ever One, 
One in might and One in glory. 

While eternal ages run. Amen. 



MISSIONS. 

Hymn 474. (185 Ch. &, H.) P. M. 

SEND out Thy light and truth, God I 
With sound of trumpet from above ; 
Break not the nations with Thy rod, 
But draw them as with cords of love ; 
Justice and mercy meet ; 

The work is well begun, 
Through every clime their feet, 
Who bring glad tidings, run ; 
In earth, as heaven, Thy will be done. 



244 MISSIONS. 

2 Before Thee every idol fall, 

Rend the false prophet's veil of lies ; 
The fulness of the Gentiles call, 
Be Israel sav'd, let Jacob rise : 
Thy Kingdom come indeed ; 

Thy cliurch with union bless, 
All scripture be her creed, 

And every tong^ue confess 

One Lord, — the Lord our Righteousness. 

3 Now for the travail of His soul, 

Messiah's peaceful reign advance ; 
Prom sea to sea, from pole to pole. 

He claims His pledg'd inheritance : 

Thou most mighty ! gird 
Thy sword upon Thy thigh, — 

That tvvo-edg'd sword — Thy word, 
By which Thy foes shall die. 
Then be new-born beneath Thine eye. 

4 So perish all Thine enemies, 

Their enmity alone be slain ; 
Them, in the arms of mercy seize. 

Breathe, and their souls shall come again : 

So may Thy friends at length. 
Oft smitten, oft laid low, 

Forth, like the sun in strength, 
Conquering, to conquer go. 
Till to Thy throne all nations flow. 

Hymn 475. (186 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

ARM of the Lord, awake, awake I 
Put on thy strength ! the nations shake I 
And let the world adoring see, 
Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. 



MISSIONS. 245 

2 Say to the heathen from Thy throne, 
I am Jehovah — Grod alone ! 

Thy voice their idols shall confound, 
And cast their altars to the ground. 

3 Almighty God ! Thy grace proclaim, 
In every land, of every name ; 

Let Zion's time of favor come ; 

Oh ! bring the tribes of Israel home. 

4 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake ! 

Put on Thy strength ! the nations shake 1 
Let hostile powers before Thee fall, 
And crown the Saviour Lord of all. 

Hymn 476. (189 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust, 
Exalt thy fallen head ; 
Again in thy Redeemer trust, 
He calls thee from the dead. 



2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, 

Thy beautiful array ; 
The day of freedom dawns at length. 
The Lord's appointed day. 

3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, 

And send thy heralds forth ; 
Say to the South, '' Give up thy charge," 
And ''keep not back, North!" 
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246 MISSIONS. 

4 They come, they come ; thine exiled bands, 
Where'er they rest or roam. 
Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
And hasten to their home. 



5 Thus, thouo:h the universe shall burn, 
And God his works destroy, 
With songs the ransom'd shall return, 
And everlasting joy. 

Hjinn 477. (I90 Ch. &, H.) HI. 5. 

O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, 
Look, my soul,, be still and gaze ! 
See the promises advancing 
To a glorious day of grace ; 

Morn of gladness ! 
Let thy glorious dawn appear. 

2 Let the dark benighted pagan. 

Let the rude barbarian see 
That divine and glorious conquest. 
Once obtained on Calvary; 

Let the Gospel 
Loud resound, from pole to pole. 

3 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness. 

Grant them. Lord, the glorious light; 
Now, from eastern coast to western. 
May the morning chase the night; 

Let Redemption 
Freely purchased rule the day. 

4 Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel, 

Win and conquer, never cease : 



MISSIONS. 247 

May tliy lasting, wide dominions 
Multiply and still increase : 

Sway Thy sceptre, 
Saviour, all the world around. 

Hymn 478. (J9i Ch. &, H.) S. M. 

LORD of the harvest, hear 
Thy needy servants' cry ; 
Answer our faith's effectual prayer, 
And all our wants supply. 

2 On Thee we humbly wait, 

Our wants are in Thy view ; 
The harvest. Lord, is truly great. 
The labourers are few. 

3 Anoint and send forth more 

Into Thy Church abroad, 
Thy Spirit on their spirits pour. 
And make them strong for God. 

4 let them spread Thy name. 

Their mission fully prove ; 

Thy universal grace proclaim, 

Thine al*l-redeeniing love. 

Hymn 479. (219 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

''That Thy way may be known upon earth, Thy saving 
health among all nations." 

GOD of grace, O let Thy light 
Bless our dim and blinded sight ; 
Like the day-spring on the night, 
Bid Thy grace to shine. 



248 MISSIONS. 

2 To the nations led astray 
Thine eternal love display; 

Let Thy Truth direct their way 
Till the world be Thine. 

3 Praise to Thee, the faithful Lord ; 
Let all tongues in glad accord 
Learn the good thanksgiving word, 

Ever praising Thee. 

4 Let them, moved to gladness, sing, 
Owning Thee their Judge and King; 
Righteous Truth shall bloom and spring 

Where Thy rule shall be. 

6 Praise to Thee, all-faithful Lord ; 
Let all tongues in glad accord 
Speak the good thanksgiving word, 
Heart-rejoicing praise. 

6 So the fruitful earth's increase, 
Bounty of the God of peace. 
Never in its course shall cease, 

Through the length of days ; 

*l While His grace our life shall cheer. 
Furthest lands shall own His fear. 
Brought to Him in worship near, 

Taught His mercy's ways. Amen 



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PARISH AND SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 

1 Hj mil 480. (195 Ch. &, H.) IV. 1 

OCOME, let us raise 
Our tribute of song ; 
Thankso^iving and praise 

To Jesus belong ; 
He came from above 
Our bliss to begin, 
Make perfect in love, 
And free us from sin. 

2 The old and the young, 

His people by choice, 
With heart, soul, and tongue, 

In Him may rejoice ; 
We meet Him to-day 

Triumphantly crown'd, 
And welcome His way, 

In chorus around. 



Hosanna ! — that word 

To children is dear; 
To Jesus our Lord, 

We'll echo it here ; 
Let, worldlings despise, 

And enemies rail, 
Hosannas shall rise, 

Hosannas prevail. 



250 PARISH AND SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 

4 God's temple shall ring, 

While under His eye, 
Hosanna we sing, 

For Jesus draws nigh : 
Hosanna ! our breath 

Through life shall proclaim ; 
Hosanna ! in death, 

In glory, the same I 



Hymn 48L (196 Ch. & H.) IL 6. 

WHEN His salvation bringing 
To Zion Jesus came, 
The children all stood singing 

Hosanna to His name ; 
Nor did their zeal offend Him, 

But as He went along, 
He let them still attend Him, 
And smil'd to hear their song. 
Hosanna to Jesus they sang. 



And since the Lord retaineth 

His love to children still. 
Though now as King He reigneth 

On Zion's heavenly hill; 
We'll flock around His banner 

Who sits upon His throne. 
And cry aloud Hosanna 

To David's royal Son : 

Hosanna to Jesus we'll sing. 



For should we fail proclaiming 
Our great Redeemer's praise. 



PARISH AND SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 251 

The stones our silence shaming 
Would their Hosannas raise. 

But shall we only render 
The tribute of our words ? 

No ; while our hearts are tender, 
They too shall be the Lord's. 
Hosanna to Jesus our King. 

Hymn 482. ((97 Ch. &, H.) III. 3. 

WHAT a strange and wondrous story, 
From the Book of God is read — 
How the Lord of life and glory 
Had not where to lay His head. 

2 How He left His throne in heaven, 
Here to suffer, bleed, and die. 
That my soul might be forgiven, 
And ascend to God on high. 

8 Father ! let Thy Holy Spirit 
Still reveal a Saviour's love, 
And prepare me to inherit 
Glory where He reigns above ; 

4 There, with saints and angels dwelling. 
May I that great love proclaim. 
And with them be ever telling, 
All the wonders of His name. 

Hymn 483, (199 Ch. Sl H.) L. M. 

OLORD, behold before Thy throne 
A band of children lowly bend ; 
Thy face we seek, Thy name we own, 
And pray that Thou wilt be our friend. 



252 PAEISH AND SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 

2 Thou didst on earth the young receive, 

And gently fold them to Thy breast, 
And say that such in heaven should live, 
For ever safe, for ever blest. 

3 Thy Holy Spirit's aid impart, 

That He may teach us how to pray ; 
Make us sincere, and let each heart 
Delight to tread in wisdom's way. 

4 Oh, let Thy grace our souls renew. 

And seal a sense of pardon there ; 
Teach us Thy will to know and do, 
And let us all Thine image bear. 

Hymn 484. (200 Ch. &, H.) III. 5. 

IN the vineyard of our Father, 
Daily work we find to do ; 
Scatter'd gleanings we may gather, 
Though we are but young and few ; 

Little clusters 
Help to fill the garners, too. 

2 Toiling early in the morning. 

Catching moments through the day, 
Nothing small or lowly scorning 

While we work, and watch, and pray ; 

Gathering gladly 
Free-will offerings by the way. 

3 Not for selfish praise or glory, 

Not for objects nothing worth, 
But to send the blessed story 
Of the Gospel, o'er the earth, 

Telling mortals 
Of our Lord and Saviour^s birth. 



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4 Up and ever at our calling, 

Till in death our lips are dumb, 
Or till — sin's dominion falling — 
Christ shall in His kingdom come, 

And His children 
Reach their everlasting home. 

5 Steadfast then in our endeavor 

Heavenly Father, may we be ; 
And forever, and forever, 

We will give the praise to Thee ; 

Hallelujah 
Singing, all eternity. 

Hj mil 485. (201 Ch. 8l H.) III. 2. 

WORDS are things of little cost, 
Quickly spoken, quickly lost ; 
"We forget them, but they stand 
Witnesses at God's right hand, 
And their testimony bear 
For us, or against us there. 

2 Oh, how often ours have been 
Idle words and words of sin I 
Words of anger, scorn, or pride, 
Or deceit, our faults to hide, 
Envious tales, or strife unkind, 

* Leaving bitter thoughts behind. 

3 Grant us, Lord, from day to day, 
Strength to watch, and grace to pray : 
May our lips, from sin kept free. 
Love to speak and sing of Thee ; 
Till in heaven we learn to raise 
Hymns of everlasting praise. 

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254 PAKISH AND SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 



Hymn 486. (229 Anc. & M.) III. 1. 

" Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings Thou hast per- 
fected praise." 



GOD eternal, mighty King, 
Unto Thee our praise we bring; 
All the earth doth worship Thee, 
We amid the throng would be. 

2 Holy, Holy, Holy ! cry 

Angels round Thy throne on high ; 
Lord of all the heavenly powers, 
Be the same loud anthem ours. 

3 Glorified Apostles raise 

jN'ight and day continual praise ; 
Hast not Thou a mission too 
For Thy children here to do ? 

4 With the Prophets' goodly line 
We in mystic bond combine ; 
For Thou hast to us revealed 
Things that to the wise were sealed. 

5 Martyrs, in a noble host, 

Of the cross are heard to boast ; 
Oh, that we our cross may bear, 
And a crown of glory w^ear, 

6. God eternal, mighty King, 
Unto Thee our praise we bring; 
To the Father, and the Son, 
And the Spirit, Three in One. Amen. 



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INFANT SCHOOLS. 

Hymn 487, (204 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

AROUND the throne of God in Heaven 
Thousands of children stand, 
Children whose sins are all forgiven, 

A holy, happy band, 
Singing — Glory ! glory ! glory ! 
Glory be to God on high. 

2 In flowing robes of spotless white. 

See every one arrayed, 
Dwelling in everlasting light, 

And joys that cannot fade. 
Singing — Glory ! glory ! glory I 
Glory be to God on high. 

3 What brought them to that world above, 

That heaven so bright and fair, 
Where all is peace, and joy, and love, 

How came those children there ? 
Singing — Glory! glory! glory! 
Glory be to God on high. 

4 Because the Saviour shed His blood 

To wash away their sin, 
Bath'd in that pure and precious flood 

Behold them white and clean. 
Singing — Glory! glory! glory I 
Glory be to God on high. 



256 INFANT SCHOOLS. 

5 On earth they sought the Saviour's grace, 
On earth they lov'd His name ; 
So now they see Him face to face, 

And stand before the Lamb. 

Singing — Glory! glory! glory 

Glory be to God on high. 

Hymn 488. (205 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

THERE is a happy land, far, far away. 
Where saints in glory stand, bright, bright 

as day. 
0, how they sweetly sinsr, 
Worthy is our Saviour King, 
Loud let His praises ring. 
Praise, praise for aye. 

2 Come to that happy land, come, come away ; 
Why will ye doubting stand, why still delay ? 

0, we shall happy be, 
W^hen from sin and sorrow free ! 
Lord, we shall live with Thee, 
Blest, blest for aye. 

3 Bright, in that happy land, beams ev'ry eye; 
Kept by a Father's hand, love cannot die. 

O, then to glory run ; 
Be a crown and kingdom won ; 
And bright, above the sun, 
We reign for aye. 



INFANT SCHOOLS. 257 

Hymn 4:89, (206 Ch. &, H.) HI. 1. 

LITTLE travellers Zionward, 
Each one entering into rest, 
In the kinirdom of your Lord, 

In the mansions of the blest, 
There, to welcome, Jesus waits. 

Gives the crowns His followers win — 
Lift your heads ye golden gates ! 
Let the little travellers in. 



2 Who are they whose little feet, 

Pacing life's dark journey through, 
Now have reach'd that heavenly seat, 

They had ever kept in view ? 
*'I, from Greenland's frozen land ; " 

'' I, from India's sultry plain ; " 
**I, from Afric's burninfr sand ; " 

''I, from islands of the main.'' 

3 ''All our earthly journey past. 

Every tear and pain gone by, 
Here together met at last, 

At the portal of the sky ! " 
Each the welcome ''Come" awaits, 

*' Conqueror over death and sin I " 
Lift your heads, ye golden gates, 

Let the little travellers in 1 



Hymn 490. (207 Ch. &, H.) IV. 3. 



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THINK when I read that sweet story of old, 
When Jesus was here among men, 
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258 INFANT SCHOOLS. 

How He call'd little children as lambs to His fold, 
I should like to have been with them then. 



I wish that His hands had been plac'd on mjhead, 
That His arm had been thrown around me, 

And that I might have seen His kind look when 
He said, 
*^Let the little ones come unto Me." 



3 Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go, 
And ask for a share in His love ; 
And if I thus earnestly seek Him below, 
I shall see Him and hear Him above ; 



4 In that beautiful place He is gone to prepare 

For all who are washed and forociven ; 
Full many dear children are gathering there, 
"For of such is the kingdom of heaven. '^ 

5 But thousands and thousands who wander and 

fall. 
Never heard of that heavenly home ; 
I wish they could kuow there is room for 
them all, 
And that Jesus has bid them to come. 



6 And oh, how I long for that glorious time, 
The sweetest and brightest and best, 
When the dear little children of every clime, 
Shall crowd to His arms and be blest ! 



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CHARITABLE OCCASIONS. 

Hymn 491. (208 Ch. 8l H.) S. M. 

SOW in the morn thy seed; 
At eve hold not thy hand ; 
To doubt and fear give thou no heed, 
Broad-cast it o'er the land. 

2 Thou know'st not which shall thrive, 

The late or early sown; 
Grace keeps the precious germ alive, 
When and wherever strown : 

3 And duly shall appear, 

In verdure, beauty, strength, 
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, 
And the full corn at length. 

4 Thou canst not toil in vain; 

Cold, heat, and moist, and dry, 
Shall foster and mature the grain 
For garners in the sky. 

Hj mil 492. (211 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

LOJID, lead the way the Saviour went, 
By lane and cell obscure, 
And let love's treasures still be spent. 
Like His, upon the poor ; 



260 CHARITABLE OCCASIONS. 

Like Him through scenes of deep distress, 
Who bore the world's sad weight, 

We, in their crowded loneliness, 
Would seek the desolate. 



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2 For Thou hast plac'd us side by side, * 

In this wide world of ill, 
And, that Thy followers may be tried, ' 

The poor are with us still. 
Mean are all offerings we can make. 

But Thou hast taught us, Lord I 
If given for the Saviour's sake, 

They lose not their reward. 

Hymn 493. (231 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

"Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these 
My brethren, ye have done it unto Me.'^ 

FOUNTAIN of good, to own Thy love 
Our thankful hearts incline ; 
What can we render, Lord, to Thee, 
When all the worlds are Thine ? 

2 But Thou hast needy brethren here, 

Partakers of Thy grace, 
Whose names Thou wilt Thyself confess 
Before the Father's face. 

3 And in their accents of distress 

Thy pleading voice is heard. 
In them Thou may'st be clothed, and fed. 
And visited, and cheered. 

4 Thy face with reverence and with love 

We in Thy poor would see ; 






. CH ABIT ABLE OCCASIOXS. 261 

may we minister to them, 

And in them, Lord, to Thee. Amen. 

Hymn 491. (232 Anc. &, M.) S. M. 

'^ Bear ye one another's burthens, and so fulfil the law of 

Christ." 

PRAISE our God to-day, 
His constant mercy bless, 
Whose love hath helped us on our way, 
And granted us success. 

2 His Arm the strength imparts 

Our daily toil to bear; 
His grace alone inspires our hearts 
Each other's load to share. 

3 O happiest work below, 

Earnest of joy above, 
To sweeten many a cup of woe 
By deeds of holy love ! 

4 Lord, may it be our choice 

This blessed rule to keep, 
" Rejoice with them that do rejoice, 
And weep with them that weep." 

5 God of the widow, hear 1 

Our work of mercy bless ; 
God of the fatherless, be near, 
And grant us good success. Amen. 



262 AT SEA. 



AT SEA. 

Hymn 495. (212 Ch. &, H.) HI. 1; 

LORD, go with us, and we go 
Safely through the weariest length, 
Travelling, if Thou will'st it so, 
In the greatness of Thy strength. 



2 Through the day and through the dark, 
Over land and over sea, 
Speed the wheel, and steer the bark, 
Bring us where we fain would be. 



Hymn 498. (2!3 Ch. &, H.) S. M. 

OTHOU who didst prepare 
The ocean's sounding deep, 
And bid the gath'ring waters there 
In mighty concourse sweep : 

2 Toss'd in our reeling bark 
On this tumultuous sea, 
Thy wondrous ways, Lord, we mark, 
And lift our hearts to Thee. 

8 Borne on the stormy wave. 
In measured sweep we go, 
Nor dread th' unfathomable grave 
That ever yawns below. 



AT SEA. 263 

4 Jesus is nigli who trod 

Of old that foaming spray, 
Whose billows own'd th' Incarnate God, 
And died in calm away. 



5 Though swells the threatening tide 
Mounting to heaven above, 
We know in whom our souls confide, 
And fearless trust His love. 



6 Suatch'd from a darker deep, 
And waves of wilder foam. 
Thou, Lord, our trusting souls shalt keep 
And waft them safely home ; 



1 Home where no tempests sound, 
Nor angry waters roar, 
Nor troublous billows heave around 
Th^ eternal, peaceful shore. 

Hymn 497. (214 Ch. &, H.) HI. 5. 

GOD the Lord a King remaineth, 
Robed in His own glorious light ; 
God hath robed Him, and He reigneth ; 
He hath girded Him with might : 

Hallelujah ! 
God is King in depth and height. 



2 Lord ! the water-floods have lifted, 
Ocean-floods have raised their roar, 



264 AT SEA. 

Now they pause where they have drifted, 
Now they burst upon the shore : 

Hallelujah ! 
From the ocean's sounding store. 

8 With all tones of waters blending 
Glorious is the breaking deep ; 
Glorious, beauteous without ending, 
God who reigns on heaven's high steep. 

Hallelujah 1 
Songs of ocean never sleep. 

4 Lord ! the words Thy lips are telling 
Are the perfect verity ; 
Of Thine high, eternal dwelling 
Holiness shall inmate be : 

Hallelujah ! 
Pure is all that lives with Thee. 

Hymn 498. (222 Anc. &, M.) II. 3. 

" These men see the works of the Lord, and His wonders in 
the deep." 

INTERNAL Father, strong to save, 
J Whose arm hath bound the restless wave, 
Who bid'st the mighty ocean deep 
Its own appointed limits keep ; 
O hear us when we cry to Thee 
For those in peril on the sea. 

2 Christ, whose voice the waters heard 
And hushed their raging at Thy word, 
Who walkedst on the foaming deep, 
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep; 

hear us when we cry to Thee 

For those in peril on the sea. 



FUNERALS. 265 

Most Holy Spirit, who cliclst brood 
Upon the chaos dark and rude, 
And bid its angry tumult cease, 
And give, for wild confusion, peace; 

O hear us when we cry to Thee 

For those in peril on the sea. 

Trinity of love and power, 

Our brethren shield in danger's hour; 

From rock and tempest, fire and foe, 

Protect them wheresoe'er they go ; 
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee 
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea. 

Amen. 



FUJ^EEALS. 

Hymn 499. (215 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

ASLEEP in Jesus ! blessed sleep I 
From which none ever wakes to weep; 
A calm and undisturbed repose, 
Unbroken by the last of foes. 

2 Asleep in Jesus, oh ! how sweet, 
To be for such a slumber meet ; 
With holy confidence to sing 

That death hath lost its painful sting. 

3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest ! 
Whose waking is supremely blest ; 
Ko fear, no woe shall dim that hour 
That manifests the Saviour's power. 

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266 FUNERALS. 

4 Asleep in Jesus, oh ! for me 
May such a blissful refuge be ; 
Securely shall my ashes lie, 
Waiting the summons from on high. 

5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee 
Thy kindred and their graves may be ; 
But there is still a blessed sleep, 
From which none ever wakes to weep. 

Hymn 500. (221 Ch. & H.) S. M. 

THE voice at midnight came ; 
He started up to hear ; 
A mortal arrow pierced his frame, 
He fell, but felt no fear. 

2 Tranquil amid alarms, 

It found him on the field, 
A veteran slumbering on his arms, 
Beneath his red-cross shield. 

3 At midnight came the cry, 

'' To meet thy God prepare I " 
He woke — and caught his Captain's eye, 
Then strong in faith and prayer, 

4 His spirit with a bound. 

Left its encumbering clay; 
His tent, at sunrise, on the ground, 
A darkened ruin lay. 

5 The pains of death are past, 

Labour and sorrow cease j 



HOLY MATRIMONY. 267 

And life's long warfare clos'd at last, 
His soul is found in peace. 



HOLY MATEIMONY. 
Hymn 501. (213 Anc. & M.) S. M. 

"Both Jesus was called, and His disciples, to the marriage/' 

HOW welcome was the call, 
And sweet the festal lay, 
When Jesus deigned in Cana's hall 
To bless the marriage day. 

2 And happy was the Bride, 

And glad the Bridegroom's heart, 
For He who tarried at their side 
Bade grief and ill depart. 

3 His gracious power divine 

The water-vessels knew ; 
And plenteous was the mystic wine 
The wondering servants drew. 

4 Lord of life and love, 

Come Thou again to-day ; 
And bring a blessing from above 
That ne'er shall pass away. 

5 Oh, bless, as erst of old. 

The Bridegroom and the Bride ; 
Bless with the holier stream that flowed 
' Forth from Thy pierced Side. 



268 EMBER DAYS. 

6 Before Thine Altar-throne 
This mercy we implore ; 
As Thou dost knit them, Lord, in one, 
So bless them evermore. Amen. 



EMBER DAYS. 
Hymn 502. (215 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

*'Let Thy priests be clothed with righteousness." 

JORD, pour Thy Spirit from on high, 
J And Thine ordained servants bless ; 
Graces and gifts to each supply, 

And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. 

2 Within Thy temple when they stand, 

To teach the truth as taught by Thee, 
Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand. 
Let all Thy Church's pastors be. 

3 Wisdom, and zeal, and love impart, 

Firmness and meekness from above, 
To bear Thy people in their heart, 

And love the souls whom Thou dost love : 

4 To love, and pray, and never faint, 

By day and night their guard to keep. 
To warn the sinner, form the saint, 

To feed Thy lambs and tend T^^y sheep. 

5 So, when their work is finished here, 

- They may in hope their charge resign ; 
So, when their Master shall appear, 
They may with crowns of glory shine. 

Amen. 



EMBER DAYS. 269 

Hymn 503. (216 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

"Unto every one of us is given grace; according to the 
measure of the gift of Christ/^ 

GUARDIAN of the Church Divine, 
The sevenfold gifts of grace are Thine, 
And kindled by Thy hidden fires 
The soul to highest aims aspires. 

2 Thy Priests with wisdom, Lord, endue, 
Their hearts with love and zeal renew ; 
Turn all their weakness into might, 

O Thou, the source of life and light. 

3 Spirit of truth, on us bestow 

The faith in all its power to know ; 
That with the saints of ages gone. 
And those to come, we may be one. 

4 Protect Thy Church from every foe. 
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; 
Convert the world, make all confess 
The glories of Thy righteousness. 

5 All praise to God the Father be, 
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee, 
Whom with the Spirit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

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270 NATIVITY OF ST. JOHN BAPTIST. 



NATIVITY OF ST. JOHN BAPTIST, 
Hymn 504. (251 Anc. &, M.) IL 4. 

" Repent ye, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand." 

LO 1 from the desert homes, 
Where he hath hid so long, 
The new Elias comes, 

In sternest wisdom strong; 
The voice that cries 
Of Christ from high, 
And judgment nigh 
From opening skies. 

2 Your God e'en now doth stand 

At heaven's opening door. 
His fan is in His hand, 

And He will purge His floor; 
The wheat He claims, 
And with Him stows, 
The chaff He throws 
To quenchless flames. 

3 Ye haughty mountains, bow 

Your sky-aspiring heads ; 
Ye valleys, hiding low. 
Lift up your gentle meads; 
Make His way plain 
Your King before, 
For evermore 
He comes to reign. 



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May thy dread voice around, 

Thou harbinger of Light, 
On our dull ears still sound, 
Lest here we sleep in night, 
Till judgment come, 
And on our path 
Shall burst the wrath, 
And deathless doom. 

God, with love's sweet might, 

Who dost anoint and arm 
Thy soldiers for the fight 

With grace that shields from harm, 
Thrice Blessed Three, 
Heaven's endless days 
Shall sing Thy praise 
Eternally. Amen. 



ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS. 
Hymn 505. (253 Anc. & M.) IIL 1. 

^'0 praise the Lord, all ye Ills hosts; ye servants of His that 
do His pleasure." 

PRAISE to God who reigns above, 
Binding earth and heaven in love ; 
All the armies of the sky 
Worship His dread sovereignty. 

2 Seraphim His praises sing, 
Chernbim on fourfold wing, 
Thrones, Dominions, Princes, Powers, 
Ranks of Might that never cowers. 




272 ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS. 

3 Angel-hosts His word fulfil, 
Ruling nature by His will : 
Round His throne Archangels pour 
Songs of praise for evermore. 

4 Yet on man they joy to wait, 
All that bright celestial state. 
For true Man their Lord they see, 
Christ, the Incarnate Deity. 

5 On the throne our Lord who died 
Sits in manhood glorified, 
Where His people faint below, 
Angels count it joy to go. 

- 6 the depths of joy divine 

Thrilling through those orders nine, 
When the lost are found again, 
When the banished come to reign. 

t Now in faith, in hope, in love, 
We will join the choirs above, 
Praising, with the heavenly host, ; 

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. ^1 

Hymn 506. (254 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

*^Are they not all ministering spirits, sent forth to minister 

for them who shall be heirs of salvation?" AJ 

I^HEY come, God's Messengers of love. 
They come from realms of peace above, 
From homes of never-fading light. 
From blissful mansions ever bright. 

2 They come to watch around us here. 
To soothe our sorrow, calm our fear : 
Ye heavenly guides, speed not away,, 
God willeth you with us to stay. 



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ALL SAINTS^ DAY. 273 

But chiefly at its journey's end 
'Tis yours the spirit to befriend, 
And whisper to the willing heart, 
"0 Christian soul, in peace depart." 

4 Blest Jesu, Thou, whose groans and tears 
Have sanctified frail nature's fears. 

To earth in bitter sorrow weighed. 
Thou didst not scorn Thine Angels' aid. 

5 An Angel guard to us supply, 
When on the bed of death we lie ; 
And by Thine own Almighty power 
O shield us in the last dread hour. 

6 To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
From all above and all below 

Let joyful praise unceasing flow. Amen. 



ALL SAINTS^ DAY 



Hymn 507. (255 Anc. &, M.) IIL 4. 

"What are tliese whicli are arrayed in white robes? and 
whence came they ?" 

WHO are these like stars appearing, 
These, before God's Throne who stand? 
Each a golden crown is wearing. 

Who are all this glorious band ? 
Alleluia ! hark they sing. 
Praising loud their heavenly King. 
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274 ALL saints' day. 

2 Who are these in dazzling brightness, 

Clothed in God's own righteousness, 
These, whose robes of purest whiteness 

Shall their lustre still possess, 
Still untouched by time's rude hand. 
Whence comes all this glorious band ? 

3 These are they who have contended 

For their Saviour's honour long, 
Wrestling on till life was ended. 

Following not the sinful throng; 
These, who well the fight sustained, 
Triumph by the Lamb have gained. 

4 These are they whose hearts were riven, 

Sore with woe and anguish tried, 
Who in prayer full oft have striven 

With the God they glorified ; 
Now, their painful conflict o'er, 
God has bid them weep no more. 

5 These, the Almighty contemplating. 

Did as priests before Him stand. 
Soul and body always waiting 

Day and night at His command: 
Now in God's most holy place 
Blest they stand before His face. Amen. 

Hymn 508. (256 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

"And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to 
shine in it; for the glory of God did lighten it, and the 
Lamb is the Light thereof.'^ 







HEAVENLY Jernsalem, 
Of everlasting halls, 



ALL saints' day. 275 

Thrice blessed are the people 
Thou storest in thy walls. 

2 Thou art the golden mansion, 

"Where saints forever sing; 
The seat of God's own chosen, 
The palace of the King. 

3 There God forever sitteth, 

Himself of all the Crown ; 
The Lamb, the Light that shineth, 
And never goeth down. 

4 Naught to this seat approacheth, 

Their sweet peace to molest; 
They sing their God forever, 
Nor day nor night they rest. 

5 Sure Hope doth thither lead us ; 

Our longings thither tend ; 
May short-lived toil ne'er daunt us 
For joys that cannot end. 

6 To Christ the Sun that lightens 

His Church above, below; 
To Father and to Spirit 

All things created bow. Amen, 



276 APOSTLES. 



APOSTLES. 
Hymn 509. (257 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

"And the wall of the city had twelve foundations, and in them 
the names of the twelve Apostles of the Lamb/' « 

1'^HE eternal gifts of Christ the King, 
The Apostles' glory, let us sing ; 
And all, with hearts of gladness, raise 
Due hymns of thankful love and praise. 

2 For they the Churches' princes are, 
Triumphant leaders in the war, 

In heavenly courts a warrior band, 
True lights to lighten every land. 

3 Theirs is the steadfast faith of saints, 
And hope that never yields nor faints, 
And love of Christ in perfect glow, 
That lays the prince of this world low. 

4 In them the Father's glory shone, 
In them the will of God the Son, 
In them exalts the Holy Ghost, 
Through them rejoice the heavenly host. 

5 To Thee, Kedeemer, now we cry. 
That Thou wouldst join to them on high 
Thy servants, who this grace implore. 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 610. (258 Anc. &, m.) IV. 1, 

"Their sound went into all the earth, and their words unto 
the ends of the world." 

DISPOSER Supreme, 
And Judge of the earth, 



APOSTLES. 277 



Who choosest for Thine 
The weak and the poor ; 

To frail earthen vessels 
And things of no worth 

Entrusting Thj riches 
Which aye shall endure ; 

2 Those vessels soon fail, 

Though full of Thy light, 
. And at Thy decree 

Are broken and gone ; 
Thence brightly appeareth 

Thy truth in its might, 
As through the clouds riven 
The lightnings have shone, 

8 Like clouds are they borne 

To do Thy great will, 
And swift as the winds 

About the world go ; 
The Word with His wisdom 

Their spirits doth fill, 
They thunder, they lighten, 

The waters o'erflow. 

4 Their sound goeth forth, 

'' Christ Jesus the Lord ;" 
Then Satan doth fear. 

His citadels fall : 
As when the dread trumpets 

Went forth at Thy word, 
And one long blast shattered 

The Canaanite's wall. 

5 loud be their trump, 

And stirring their sound, 



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278 EVANGELISTS. 

To rouse us, Lord, 
From slumber of sin: 

The lights Thou hast kindled 
In darkness around, 

Oh, may they illumine 
Our spirits within. 

6 All honour and praise, 

Dominion and might, 
To God, Three in One, 

Eternally be, 
Who round us hath shed 

His own marvellous light, 
And called us from darkness 

His glory to see. Amen. 



EVANGELISTS. 
Hymn 51L (260 Anc. &, M.) C. M. 

** Behold upon the mountains the feet of Him that bringeth 
good tidings, that publisheth peace." 

BEHOLD the messengers of Christ, 
Who sow in every place 
The unveiled mysteries of God, 
The Gospel of His grace. 

2 The things, through mists and shadows dim. 

By holy prophets seen, 
In the full light of day they saw, 
With not a cloud between. 

3 What Christ, True Man, divinely wrought, 

What God in Manhood bore, 



EVANGELISTS. 279 

They wrote as God inspired in words 
That live for evermore. 

4 Although in space and time apart, 

One Spirit ruled them all ; 

And in their sacred pages still 

We hear that Spirit's call. 

5 To God, the Blessed Three in One, 

Be glory, praise, and might, 
Who called us from the shades of death 
To His own glorious light. Amen. 

Hymn 512. (261 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

''And a River went out of Eden to water the garden ; and from 
thence it was parted, and became into four heads. '^ 

COME, pure hearts, in sweetest measures 
Sing of those who spread the treasures 
In the holy Gospels shrined; 
Blessed tidings of salvation, 
Peace on earth their proclamation, 
Love from God to lost mankind. 

2 See the Rivers four that gladden 
With their streams the better Eden 

Planted by our Lord most dear ; 
Christ the Fountain, these the waters, 
Drink, Sion's sons and daughters, 

Drink and find salvation here. 

3 that we, Thy truth confessing, 
And Thy holy word possessing, 

Jesu, may Thy love adore j 



280 MARTYKS, ETC. 

Unto Thee our voices raising, 
Thee with all Thy ransomed praising, 
Ever and for evermore. Amen. 



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MARTYRS, Etc. 
Hymn 513. (262 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

^' These are they which came out of great tribulation and have 
washed their robes and made them white in the Blood of the 
Lamb." 

HOW bright those glorious sphnts shine, 
Whence all their white array? 
How came they to the blissful seats 
Of everlasting day ? 

2 Lo, these are they from sufferings great 

Who came to realms of light ; 
And in the Blood of Christ have washed 
Those robes which shine so bright. 

3 Now with triumphal palms they stand 

Before the Throne on high, 
And serve the God they love amidst 
The glories of the sky. 

4 Hunger and thirst are felt no more, 

Nor sun with scorching ray ; 
God is their Sun, whose cheering beams 
Diffuse eternal day. 

6 The Lamb, who reigns upon the throne, 
Shall o'er them still preside, 



MARTYRS, ETC. 281 

Feed them with nourishment divine, 
And all their footsteps guide. 

6 'Mid pastures green He'll lead His flock, 
Where living streams appear ; 
And God the Lord from every eye 
Shall wipe off every tear. 

t To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
The God whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 6M. (264 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

'^Blessed is the man that endureth temptation, for when he is 
tried he shall receive the crown of life.^' 

GOD, Thy soldiers' great Reward, 
Their Portion, Crown, and faithful Lord, 







From all transgressions set us free 
Who sing Thy martyr's victory. 

2 By wisdom taught he learned to know 
The vanity of all below, 

The fleeting joys of earth disdained, 
And everlasting glory gained. 

3 Right manfully his cross he bore, 
And ran his race of torments sore, 
For Thee he poured his life away. 
With Thee he lives in endless day. 

4 We therefore pray Thee, Lord of Love, 
Regard us from Thy throne above ; 
On this Thy martyr's triumph-day, 
Wash every stain of sin away. 

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282 MARTYRS, ETC. 

5 All praise to God the Father be, 
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee, 
Whom with the Spirit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 515. (265 Anc. & M.) S. m! 

^' Be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of 

life." 

FOR man the Saviour shed 
His all-atoning Blood, 
And oh, shall ransomed man refuse 
To suffer for his God ? 

2 Ashamed who now can be 

To own the Crucified ? 
Nay, rather be our glory this, 
To die for Him who died. 

3 So felt Thy martyr. Lord ; 

By Thy right hand sustained, 
He waged for Thee the battle's strife, 
And threatened death disdained. 

4 Upon the golden crown 

Gazing with eager breath. 
He fought as one who fain would die, 
And, dying, conquer death. 

5 Alone he stood unmoved 

Amid his cruel foes, 
wondrous was the might that then 
Above his torturers rose ! 



MAKTYRS, ETC. 283 



6 Lord, give us grace to bear 
Like him our cross of shame, 
To do and suffer what Thou wilt, 
For love of Thy dear Name. 

T Jesu, the King of saints, 

We praise Thee and adore. 
Who art with God the Father One 
And Spirit evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 516. (267 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

" Whosoever shall confess Me before men, him will I confess 
before My Father which is in heaven.^' 

NOT by the martyr's death alone 
The saint his crown in heaven has won, 
There is a triumph robe on high 
For bloodless fields of victory. 

2 What though he was not called to feel 
The cross, or flame, or torturing wheel, 
Yet daily to the world he died, 

His flesh, through grace, he crucified. 

3 What though nor chains, nor scourges sore, 
Nor cruel beasts his members tore, 
Enough if perfect love arise ' 

To Christ a grateful sacrifice. 

4 Lord, grant us so to Thee to turn 
That we to die through life may learn, 
And thus, when life's brief day is o^er, 
Rejoice with Thee for evermore. 

5 Fount of sanctity and love, 
perfect Rest of saints above, 
All praise, all glory be to Thee, 

Both now and through eternity. Amen. 



284 MABTYRS, ETC. 

Hymn 517, (270 Anc. &, M.) S. M. 

'^I, John, who also am your brother and companion in tribula- 
tion, and in the kingdom and patience of Jesus Christ, was 
in the isfe which is called Patmos, for the "Word of God and 
for the testimony of Jesus Christ/' 

AlSr exile for the Faith 
Of his Incarnate Lord, 
Beyond the stars, beyond all space, 
His soul in vision soared : 

2 There saw in glory Him 

Who liveth, and was dead ; 
There Judah's Lion and the Lamb 
That for our ransom bled : 

3 There of the Kingdom learnt 

The mysteries sublime ; 
How, sown in martyrs' blood, the Faith 
Should spread from clime to clime. 

4 Lord, give us grace, like him, 

In Thee to live and die ; 
To spurn the fleeting things of earth, 
And seek for joys on high. 

5 Jesu, our risen Lord, 

We praise Thee and adore, 
Who art with God the Father One 
And Spirit evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 518. (271 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

" Mary Magdalene, out of whom He had cast seven devils." 

QON of the Highest, deign to cast 
1^ On us a pitying eye, 



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MARTYRSj ETC. 285 

Thou who repentant Magdalene 
Didst call to joys on high. 

2 The long-lost coin is stored at length 

In treasure-house divine, 
The precious gem from filth is cleansed, 
And doth the stars outshine. 

3 Jesu, the balm of every wound, 

The sinner's only stay. 
Grant us, like Magdalene, to weep 
In this Thy mercy's day. 

4 Absolve us by Thy gracious Word, 

Fulfil us with Thy love, 
And guide us through the storms of life 
To perfect rest above. 

5 All praise, all glory be to Thee, 

One everlasting Lord, 
Whose mercy doth our souls forgive. 
Whose bounty doth reward. Amen. 

Hymn 519. (273 Anc. &, ivi .) S. M. 

"And they glorified God in me." 

FOR Thy dear saint, O Lord, 
Who strove in Thee to live. 
Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, 
Our grateful hymn receive. 

2 For Thy dear saint, O Lord, 
Who strove in Thee to die, 
And found in Thee a full reward, 
Accept our thankful cry. 



286 INVITATION. 

3 Thine earthly members fit 

To join Thy saints above, 
In one communion ever knit, 
One fellowship of love. 

4 Jesu, Thy Name we bless, 

And humbly pray that we 
May follow them in holiness, 
Who lived and died for Thee. 

5 All might, all praise, be Thine, 

Father, coequal Son, 
And Spirit, Bond of love divine. 
While endless ages run. Amen. 



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INVITATION. 
Hymn 520. (158 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

" Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy-laden, and 
I will g;ive you rest." 

ALL ye who seek for sure relief 
In trouble and distress, 
Whatever sorrow vex the mind. 
Or guilt the soul oppress ; 

2 Jesus, who gave Himself for you, 

Upon the Cross to die, 
Opens to you His sacred Heart: 
Oh, to that Heart draw nigh. 

3 Ye hear how kindly He invites ; 

Ye hear His words so blest: 
" All ye that labour, come to Me, 
And I will give you rest." 



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INVITATION. 287 



Jesus, Joy of saints on high, 

Thou Hope of sinners here ; 
Attracted by those loving words, 

To Thee I lift my prayer. 

5 Wash Thou my wounds in that dear Blood 
Which forth from Thee doth flow ; 
New grace, new hope inspire ; a new 
And better heart bestow. Amen. 

Hymn 521. (165 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

" If any man wiU come after Me, let him deny himself, and take 
up his cross and follow Me." 

TAKE up thy cross, the Saviour said, 
If Thou would'st My disciple be ; 
Deny thyself, the world forsake. 
And humbly follow after Me. 

2 Take up thy cross ; let not its weight 

Fill thy weak spirit with alarm ; 
His strength shall bear thy spirit up, 
And brace thy heart, and nerve thine arm. 

3 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame ; 

Nor let thy foolish pride rebel : 
Thy Lord for thee the cross endured, 
To save thy soul from death and hell. 

4 Take up thy cross then in His strength, 

And calmly every danger brave ; 
'Twill guide thee to a better home, 
And lead to victory o'er the grave. 

» 5 Take up thy cross, and follow Christ, 
Nor think till death to lay it down ; 



288 INVITATION. 

For only he who bears the cross 

Ma-j hope to wear the glorious crown. 

6 To Thee, great Lord, the One in Three, 
All praise for evermore ascend ; 
grant us in our home to see 

The heavenly life that knows no end. Amen. 

Hymn 522. (222 Ch. &, H.) Ill 5. 

COME, ye sinners, poor and needy, 
Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; 
Jesus ready stands to save you, 
And His heart with love runs o'er ; 

He is able, 
He is willing : doubt no more. 

2 Come, ye needy, come and welcome ; 

God's free bounty glorify; 
True belief and true repentance, 
Every grace that brings you nigh, 

Without money, 
Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger ; 

Nor of fitness fondly dream : 
All the fitness He requireth 
Is to feel your need of Him : 

This He gives you, 
'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 

4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 

Lost and ruined by the fall, 
If you tarry till you're better, 
You will never come at all ; 



INVITATION. 289 

Not the righteous, 
Sinners Jesus came to call. 

5 Agonizing in the garden, 

Your Ptedeemer prostrate lies ; 
On the bloody tree behold Him I 
Hear Him cry, before He dies, 

It is finish'd ! 
Sinners, will not this suffice? 

6 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending 

Pleads the merit of His blood ; 
Venture on Him — venture wholly, 
Let no other trust intrude ; 

None but Jesus 
Can do helpless sinners good. 

1 Saints and angels, joined in concert, 

Sing the praises of the Lamb ; 
While the blissful courts of heaven 
Sweetly echo with His name; 

Hallelujah 1 
Sinners here may sing the same. 

Hymn 623. (223 Ch. &, H.) III. 5. 

COME, ye souls, by sin afflicted, 
Bow'd with fruitless sorrow down ; 
By the perfect law convicted. 

Through the cross behold the crown ! 
Look to Jesus, 
Mercy flows from Him alone. 

2 Take His easy yoke, and wear it, 

Love will make obedience sweet ; 

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290 INVITATION. 

Christ will give you strengtli to bear it, 
While His wisdom guides your feet 
Safe to glory, 
Where His ransom 'd captives meet. 

3 Sweet as home to pilgrims weary, 

Light to newly opened eyes, 
Or full springs in deserts dreary, 

Is the rest the cross supplies : 
All who taste it 
Shall to joys immortal rise. 

Hymn 521. (224 Ch. &, H.) ^ 

LO 1 Jesus stands with open arms ; 
He calls, He bids you come : 
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarm? 
But see, there yet is room. 

2 come, and with His children taste 
The blessings of His love ; 
While hope attends the sweet repast 
Of nobler joys above. 

8 There, with united heart and voice. 
Before th' eternal throne, 
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice. 
In ecstacies unknown. 

4 And yet ten thousand thousand more 

Are welcome still to come : 
Ye longing souls, the grace adore ; 
Oh ! come, there yet is room. 



INVITATION. 291 



Hymn 625. (225 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

BEHOLD a stranger at the door I 
He gently knocks, has knocked before, 
Has waited long — is waiting still ; 
You treat no other friend so ill. 

2 O lovely Yisitor ! He stands 

With melting heart and bleeding hands : 
O matchless kindness, for He shows 
This matchless kindness to his foes ! 

8 But will He prove my friend indeed ? 
He will ; the very friend you need ; 
The Friend of sinners — yes, 'tis He, 
With garments dyed on Calvary. 

4 Kise, touched with gratitude divine ; 
Turn out His enemy and thine. 
That soul-destroying monster, sin, 
And let the heavenly Stranger in. 

Hymn 526. (226 Ch. &, H.) II. 6. 

COME unto Christ, ye weary. 
And He will give you rest; 
Like the belov'd disciple, 

Come, lean upon His breast ; 

There, free from every sorrow, 

Come, and forget your care ; 

For sin shall ne'er o'ercome you, 

^N'or grief oppress you there. 

2 Hear what the Lord hath spoken, 
Your great, unchanging Friend, 
Whose word can ne'er be broken, 
Whose love shall never end ; 



292 INVITATION. 

'* Whoe'er my word receiving, 

Comes, without fear or doubt, 
Repenting and believing, 
I will not cast him out ! '' 

3 Say not, ye are too evil 

So great a boon to crave ; 
'Twas sinners, not the righteous, 

He stooped from heaven to save ; 
Then come, ye heavy-laden ! 

From all your sorrows cease ; 
Come, rest upon His promise, 

Believe, and be at peace. 

Hymn 527. (229 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

WE'RE travelling home to heaven above, 
To sing the Saviour's dying love ; 
Millions have reached that blest abode, 
Anointed kings and priests to God, 
And millions more are on the road : 
Will you go ? 

2 We haste to see the bleeding -Lamb, 

In rapturous strain to praise His name ; 
The crown of life we there shall wear. 
The conqueror's palms our hands shall bear, 
And all the joys of heaven we'll share : 
Will you go ? 

3 We go to join the heavenly choir. 
To raise our voice and tune the lyre; 
There saints and angels gladly sing 
Hosanna to their God and King, 
And make the heavenly arches ring : 

Will you go ? 



PRAYER. 293 

Te weary, heavy-laden, come, 
In the blest house there still is room ; 
The Lord is waiting to receive, 
If thou wilt on Him now believe, 
He will thy troubled soul relieve : 
Will you go ? 



PEAYER 



Hymn 528. (232 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

AUTHOR of good, to Thee we turn, 
To Thee for help we fly; 
Thine eye can all our wants discern, 
Thy hand alone supply. 

2 let Thy fear within us dwell, 

Thy love our footsteps guide; 
That love shall all vain loves expel. 
That fear all fear beside. 

3 And since by passion's force subdued, 

Too oft, with stubborn will. 

We blindly shun the latent good, 

And grasp the specious ill ; 

4 Not to our wish, but to our want. 

Do Thou Thy gifts supply ; 
The good, unask'd, in mercy grant. 

The ill, though ask'd, deny. 
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294 PRAYER. 

Hymu 529. (233 Ch. & H.) L. M, 

FROM every stormy wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes, 
There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 
'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads, 
A place than all besides more sweet ; 
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 

8 There is a scene where spirits blend, 

Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; 
Though sunder'd far, by faith they meet 
Around one common mercy-seat. 

6 There, there, on eagle's wings we soar, 
And sense and sin molest no more ; 
And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
While glory crowns the mercy-seat. 



Hymn 530. (234 Ch. & H.) P. M, 

MY spirit longeth for Thee 
To dwell within my breast, 
Though I am all unworthy 
Of so divine a guest 1 



2 Of so divine a guest 

Unworthy though I be ; 
Yet hath my heart no rest 
Until it come to Thee 1 

3 Until it come to Thee, 

In vain I look around; 



PRAYER. 295 

In all that I can see 
No rest is to be found. 

4 No rest is to be found 

But in Thy bleeding love : 
Oh ! let mj wish be crowned, 
And send it from above I 

Hymn 531. (236 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

LOUD, teach us how to pray aright, 
With reverence and with fear ; 
Though dust and ashes in Thy sight, 

We may, we must draw near : 
We perish if we cease from prayer. 

Oh ! grant us power to pray ; 
And, when to meet Thee we prepare, 
Lord, meet us by the way. 

2 Burdened with guilt, convinced of sin, 

In weakness, want and woe, 
Fio'htinojs without, and fears within, 

Lord, whither shall we go ? 
Grod of all grace, we bring to Thee 

The broken, contrite heart : 
Give what thine eye delights to see. 

Truth in the inward part. 

3 Give deep humility ; the sense 

Of godly sorrow give ; 
A strong desiring confidence 

To see Thy face and live; 
Faith in the only sacrifice 

That can for sin atone. 
To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes, 

On Christ, on Christ alone: 



296 PRAYER. 

4 Patience to watch, and wait, and weep, 

Though mercy long delay; 
Courage, our fainting souls to keep, 

And trust Thee, though Thou slay : 
Give these, and then Thy will be done ; 

Thus strengthened with all might, 
We by Thy Spirit, through Thy Son, 

Shall pray, and pray aright. 



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Hymn 632. (237 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

WHAT various hindrances we meet 
In coming to a mercy-seat ! 
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
But wishes to be often there ? 

2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw, 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 
Gives exercise to faith and love. 

Brings every blessing from above. 

3 Bestraining prayer, we cease to fight, 
Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright; 
And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint upon his knees. 

4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide, 
Success was found on Israel's side ; 

But when through weariness they faiPd, 
That moment Amalek prevail'd. 

5 Have you no words ? Ah I think again, 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill your fellow-creature's ear, 
With the sad tale of all your care. 



PEAYER. 297 

C Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
To Heaven in supplication sent, 
Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, 
" Hear what the Lord has done for me." 

Hymn 533. (238 Ch. ^ H.) II. 3. 

Wrestling Jacob. — Genesis xxxn. 24-32. 
PART I. 

COME, Thou Traveller unknown, 
Whom still I hold, but cannot see I 
My company before is gone, 

And I am left alone with Thee : 
With Thee all night I mean to stay 
And wrestle till the break of day. 

2 I need not tell Thee who I am, 
My misery and sin declare ; 
Thyself hast calPd me by my name, 
I Look on Thy hands and read it there ; 

But who, I ask Thee, who art Thou ? 
Tell me Thy name and tell me now. 

; In vain Thou strugglest to get free, 

I never will unloose my hold ! 
Art thou the Man that died for me ? 

The secret of Thy love unfold ; 
Wrestling, I will not let Thee go, 
Till I Thy Name, Thy Nature know. 

[ Wilt Thou not yet to me reveal 

Thy new, unutterable Name ? 
Tell me, I still beseech Thee, tell, 

To know it now, resolv'd I am : 
Wrestling, I will not let Thee go, 
Till I Thy Name and Nature know. 



298 PKAYER. 

5 What though my shrinking flesh complain 
And murmur to contend so long ? 
I rise superior to my pain : 

When I am weak, then I am strong ! 
And when my all of strength shall fail, 
I shall with the God- Man prevail. 

PART II. 

1 Yield to me now, for I am weak ; 

But confident in self-despair : 
Speak to my heart, in blessings speak : 

Be conquer'd by my instant prayer ; 
Speak, or Thou never hence shalt move, 
And tell me if Thy Name is Love. 

2 'Tis Love ! 'tis Love ! Thou diedst for me : 

I hear Thy whisper in my heart 1 
The morning breaks, the shadows flee, 

Pure, universal love Thou art : 
To me, to all. Thy mercies move, 
Thy Nature and Thy Name is Love. 

3 My prayer hath power with God : the grace 

Unspeakable I now receive ; 
Through faith I see Thee face to face ; 

I see Thee face to face, and live I 
Tn vain I have not wept and strove : 
Thy Nature and Thy Name is love. 

4 I know Thee, Saviour, who Thou art, 

Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend : 
Nor wilt Thou with the night depart. 

But stay and love me to the end ; 
Thy mercies never shall remove ; 
Thy Nature and Thy Name is Love. 



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PRAYER. 299 

5 The Sun v>f Righteousness on me 

Hath ri^'.^n, with healing in His wings ; 
Wither'd my nature's strength, from Thee 

My soul its life and succour brings ; 
My help is all laid up above ; 
Thy Nature and Thy Name is love. 

6 Contented now upon my thigh 

I halt till life's short journey end ; 
All helplessness, all weakness, I 

On Thee alone for strength depend ; 
Nor have I power from Thee to move ; 
Thy Nature and Thy Name is Love. 

7 Lame as I am, I take the prey ; 

Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'ercome ; 
I leap for joy, pursue my way ; 

And as a bounding hart fly home ; 
Through all eternity to prove 
Thy Nature and Thy Name is Love. 

Hymn 534. (187 Anc. &, M.) C. M. 

" Lord, help me." 

OHELP US, Lord; each hour of need 
Thy heavenly succour give ; 
Help us in thought, and word, and deed, 
Each hour on earth we live. 

2 help us when our spirits bleed 
With contrite anguish sore ; 
And when our hearts are cold and dead, 
help us, Lord, the more. 



300 PEAYER. 

3 O help us through the prayer of faith 

More firmly to believe ; 
For still the more the servant hath, 
The more shall he receive. 

4 help us, Jesu, from on high ; 

We know no help but Thee ; 
help us so to live and die 

As Thine in heaven to be. Amen. 

Hymn 535, (I89 Anc. &, M.) ] 

" Lord, save us." 

JESU, meek and gentle, 
Son of God most high, 
Pitying, loving Saviour, 
Hear Thy children's cry. 

2 Pardon our offences, 

Loose our captive chains. 
Break down every idol 
Which our soul detains. 

3 Give us holy freedom. 

Fill our hearts with love ; 
Draw us, Holy Jesus 1 
To the realms above. 

4 Lead us on our journey, 

Be Thyself the Way 
Through terrestrial darkness 
To celestial day. 

5 Jesu, meek and gentle. 

Son of God most high, 



EEPENTANCE. 301 

Pitying, loving Saviour, 
Hear Thy children's cry. Amen. 



EEPENTANCE. 

Hymn 536, (239 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

SHOW pity, Lord ; Lord, forgive; 
Let a repenting rebel live. 
Are not Thy mercies large and free ? 
Mav not a sinner trust in Thee ? 

2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass 
The power and glory of Thy grace ; 
Great God, Thy nature hath no bound; 
So let Thy pard'ning love be found. 

8 wash my soul from every sin, 

And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain mine eyes. 

4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against Thy law, against Thy grace ; 
And should Thy judgments grow severe, 
I am condemn'd, but Thou art clear. 

5 Yet save the trembling sinner. Lord, 
Whose hope, still hov'ring round Thy word, 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 

2^ 



302 REPENTANCE. 



Hymn 537. (242 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

DEAR Saviour, when my thoughts recall ii 
The wonders of Thy grace, 
Low at Thy feet ashamed I fall, 
And hide this wretched face. 



2 Shall love like Thine be thus repaid ? 
Ah, vile, ungrateful heart ! 
By earth's low cares so oft betray'd, 
From Jesus to depart. 



3 But He for His own mercy's sake, 

My wandering soul restores ; 
He bids the mourning heart partake 
The pardon it implores. 

4 Oh, while I breathe to Thee, my Lord, 

The deep, repentant sigh, 
Confirm the kind, forgiving word, 
With pity in Thine eye. 

5 Then shall the mourner at Thy feet 

Bejoice to see Thy face. 
And grateful own how kind, how sweet 
Thy condescending grace. 

Hymn 538. (243 Ch. & H.) IIL 1. 

DOES the Gospel word proclaim 
Rest for those that weary be ? 
Then, my soul, put in thy claim. 
Sure that promise speaks to thee : 



REPE^^TANCE. 303 

Marks of grace I cannot show, 

All polluted is my best; 
But I weary am, I know, 
And the weary long for rest. 

2 Burdened with a load of sin, 

Harassed with tormenting doubt, 
Hourly conflicts from within, 

Hourly crosses from without; 
All my little strength is gone, 

Sink I must without supply ; 
Sure upon the earth there's none 

Can more weary be than I. 

3 In the ark the roving dove 

Found a welcome resting-place ; 
Thus my spirit longs to. prove 

Rest in Christ, the Ark of grace. 
Tempest-toss'd I long have been, 

And the flood increases fast ; 
Open, Lord, and take me in. 

Till the storm be overpast 1 

Hymn 539. (244 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

PROSTRATE, dear Jesus ! at Thy feet 
A guilty rebel lies ; 
And upward to the mercy-seat, 
Presumes to lift his eyes. 

2 If tears of sorrow would suffice 
To pay the debt I owe. 
Tears should from out my weeping eyes 
In ceaseless torrents flow. 



304 REPENTANCE. 

3 But no such sacrifice I plead 

To expiate my guilt ; 
No tears, but those which Thou hast shed, 
No blood, but Thou hast spilt. 

4 Think of Thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! 

And all my sins forgive ; 
Justice will well approve the word 
That bids the sinner live. 

Hymn 540. (245 Ch. 8l H.) L. 

MY God, when at Thy throne I bend, 
And humbly sue for mercy there, 
For me behold the sinner's Friend, 
And for His sake receive my prayer. 

2 Remember not my shame and guilt, 

My thousand stains of deepest dye ; 
Think of the blood which Jesus spilt, 
And let that blood my pardon buy. 

3 Remember not my doubts and fears. 

My strivings with Thy grace divine ; 
Think upon Jesus' woes and tears. 
And let His merits stand for mine. 

4 No claim, no worth, Lord, I plead : 

Thy free unbounded grace I crave ; 
And oh ! if great my guilt and need. 
The greater, Lord, Thy grace to save. 



FAITH. 305 



FAITH. 

Hymn 541. (248 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

A MOUNTAIN fastness is our God, 
On which our souls are planted : 
And though the fierce foe rage abroad, 
Oar hearts are nothing daunted. 
What though he beset, 
With weapon and net, 
Array'd in death-strife ? 
In God are help and life: 
He is our sword and armour. 

2 By our own might we nought can do ; 

To trust it were sure losing ; 
For us must fight the Right and True, 
The Man of God's own choosing. 

Dost ask for His name ? 

Christ Jesus we claim ; 

The Lord God of Hosts ; 

The only God : — vain boasts 
Of others fall before Him. 

3 What though the troops of Satan filPd 

The world with hostile forces ? 
E'en then our fears should all be still'd : 

In God are our resources. 
The world and its king 
No terrors can bring : 
Their threats are no worth : 
Their doom is now gone forth : 

A single word can quell them. 

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306 FAITH. 

4 God's Word through all shall have free sway, 
And ask no man's permission : 
The Spirit and His gifts convey 
Strength to defy perdition. 
The body to kill, 
Wife, children, at will. 
The wicked have power : 
Yet lasts it but an hour ! 
The Kingdom's ours forever 1 

Hymn 542. (249 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

W^HO shall the Lord's elect condemn ? 
'Tis God that justifies their souls, 
And mercy, like a mighty stream. 
O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 

2 Who shall adjudge His saints to hell ? 

'Tis Christ that suffer'd in their stead; 
And their infernal foes to quell, 
Behold Him rising from the dead ! 

3 He lives ! He lives ! and sits above, 

Forever interceding there, 
Who shall divide us from His love ? 
Or what shall tempt us to despair ? 

4 Shall persecution, or distress. 

Famine, or sword, or nakedness ? 
He that hath lov'd us, bears us through, 
And makes us more than conquerors too. 

5 Faith hath an overcoming power, 

It triumphs in the dying hour; 
Christ is our life, our hope, our joy, 
Nor death nor hell can us destroy. 



FAITH. 307 

6 Not all that men on earth can do, 

Nor powers on high, nor powers below, 
Shall cause His mercy to remove, 
Or separate us from His lov^. 

Hymn 543. (251 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

NO more, my God, I boast no more 
Of all the duties I have done ; 
I quit the hopes I held before. 
To trust the merits of Thy Son. 



2 Now, for the love I bear His name, 

What was my gain, I count my loss ; 
My former pride I call my shame, 
And nail my glory to His cross. 

3 Yes ; and I must and will esteem 

All things but loss for Jesus' sake : 
may my soul be found in Him, 
And of His righteousness partake I 

4 The best obedience of my hands 

Dares not appear before Thy throne ; 
But faith can answer Thy demands, 
By pleading what my Lord has done. 

Hymn 544. (252 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone; 
He whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
His track I see, and I'll pursue 
The narrow way till Him I view. 



308 FAITH. 

2 The way tlie holy prophets went, 
The road that leads from banishment; 
The King's hig-hway of holiness 

I'll go, for all His paths are peace. 

3 This is the way I long have sought. 
And mourn'd because I found it not; 
My grief, my burden long has been, 
In that I could not cease from sin. 

4 The more I strove with sin, the more 
I felt the guilty weight I bore, 

Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
*' Come hither, soul, I am the way.'' 

5 Lo ! glad I come ; and Thou, blest Lamb ! 
Shalt take me, for Thine own I am ! 
Nothing but sin have I to give, 
Nothino^ but love can me receive. 



Hymn 545. (253 Ch. & H.) H. 3. 

THOU hidden Source of calm repose, 
Thou all-sufficient love divine, 
My help and refuge from my foes. 

Secure I am while Thou art mine : 
And lo ! from sin, and grief, and shame, 
I hide me, Jesus, in Thy name. 

2 Jesus, my all in all Thou art ; 

My rest in toil, my ease in pain ; 
The balm to heal my broken heart ; 

In war, my peace ; in loss, my gain ; 
My smile beneath the tyrant's frown ; 
In shame, my glory and my crown. 



FAITH. 309 

8 In want, my plentiful supply ; 

In weakness, my almighty power ; 
In bonds, my perfect liberty ; 

My light, in Satan's darkest hour ; 
My joy, when coming griefs appal ; 
My life in death, my all in all. 

Hj mn 546. (255 Ch. & H.) 11. 1. 

OTHOU who hear'st the prayer of faith, 
Wilt Thou not save a soul from death, 
That casts itself on Thee ? 
I have no refuge of my own, 
But fly to what my God hath done, 
And suffered ev'n for me. 

2 Slain in the guilty sinner's stead. 
His spotless righteousness I plead, 

And His availing blood ; 
Tha,t righteousness my robe shall be, 
That merit shall a.tone for me. 

And bring me near to God. 

3 Then save me from eternal death, 
The Spirit of adoption breathe. 

His consolations send ; 
By Him some word of life impart, 
And sweetly whisper to my heart, 

'' Thy Maker is thy Friend." 

4 The king of terrors then would be 
A welcome messenger to me. 

To bid me come away ; 
Unloosed from earth, and earthly things, 
I'd mount, I'd fly, with eager wings, 

To everlasting day. 



310 FAITH. 



Hymn 547. (261 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

JESUS, my Saviour, look on me I 
For I am weary and opprest ; 
I come to cast myself on Thee ; 
Thou art my Rest. 

2 Look down on me, for I am weak ; 

I feel the toilsome journey's length ; 
Thine aid omnipotent I seek ; 
Thou art my Strength. 

3 I am bewildered on my way ; 

Dark and tempestuous is the night ; 
Oh 1 shed Thou forth some cheering ray; 
Thou art my Light. 

4 I hear the storms around me rise, 

But, when I dread th' impending shock, 
My spirit to her refuge flies ; 
Thou art my Rock. 

5 When the accuser flings his darts, 

I look to Thee — my terrors cease ; 
Thy cross a hiding-place imparts ; 
Thou art my Peace. 

6 Standing alone on Jordan's brink, 

In that tremendous, latest strife, 
Thou wilt not suffer me to sink; 
Thou art my Life. 

7 Thou wilt my every want supply, 

Even to the end, whatever befall ; 
Through life, in death, eternally, 
Thou art my All. 



FAITH. 31 1 

Hymn 548. (166 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

^^ Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sins of 

the world/* 

BEHOLD the Lamb of God! 
O Thou for sinners slain, 
Let it not be in vain 

That Thou hast died : 
Thee for my Saviour let me take, 
My only refuge let me make 
Thy pierced Side. 

2 Behold the Lamb of God ! 
Into the sacred flood 

Of Thy most precious Blood 

My soul I cast : 
Wash me and make me clean within, 
And keep me pure from every sin, 

Till life be past. 

3 Behold the Lamb of God I 
All hail, Incarnate Word, 
Thou everlasting Lord, 

Saviour most blest ; 
Fill us with love that never faints, 
Grant us with all Thy blessed saints 

Eternal rest. 

4 Behold the Lamb of God t 
Worthy is He alone, 

That sitteth on the throne 

Of God above ; 
One with the Ancient of all days, 
One with the Comforter in praise^ 

All Light and Love. Amen. 



312 FAITH. 

Hymn 549. (177 Anc. & M.) HI. 1. 

" Thou art a place to hide me in." 

JESU, grant me this, I pray, 
Ever in Thy Heart to stay; 
Let me evermore abide 
Hidden in Thy wounded Side. 

2 If the evil one prepare, 

Or the world, a tempting snare, 

I am safe when I abide 

In Thy Heart and wounded Side. 

3 If the flesh, more dangerous still, 
Tempt my soul to deeds of ill, 
Naught I fear when I abide 

In Thy Heart and wounded Side. 

4 Death will come one day to me ; 
Jesu, cast me not from Thee ; 
Dying let me still abide 

In Thy Heart and wounded Side. Amen. 

Hymn 550. (186 Anc. &, M.) II. 1. 

*' Casting all your care upon Him ,• for He eareth for you." 

LORD, how happy should we be 
If we could cast our care on Thee, 
If we from self could rest ; 
And feel at heart that One above, 
In perfect wisdom, perfect love, 
Is working for the best. 

2 How far from this our daily life. 
How oft disturbed by anxious strife, 
By sudden wild alarms; 







HOPE. 313 

Oh, could we but relinquish all 
Our earthlj props, and simply fall 
On Thine Almighty arms 1 

3 Could we but kneel and cast our load, 
E'en while we pray, upon our God, 

Then rise with lightened cheer; 
Sure that the Father, who is nigh 
To still the famished raven's cry, 

Will hear in that we fear. 

4 We cannot trust Him as we should, 
So chafes weak nature's restless mood 

To cast its peace away; 
But birds and flowerets round us preach, 
All, all the present evil teach 

Sufficient for the day. 

5 Lord, make these faithless hearts of ours 
Such lessons learn from birds and flowers ; 

Make them from self to cease, 
Leave all things to a Father's will. 
And taste, before Him lying still, 

E'en in affliction peace. Amen. 



HOPE 



Hymn 55L (263 Ch. &, H.) IL 1. 

OH come, my partners in distress, 
My comrades in the wilderness. 
Who bear your burdens still 
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314 HOPE. 

Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 
And look beyond this vale of tears 
To that celestial hill. 

2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, 
Look forward to that heavenly place, 

The saints' secure abode ; 
On faith's strong eagle pinions rise, 
And force your passage to the skies, 

And scale the mount of God. 

3 Who suffer with our Master here. 
We shall before His face appear, 

And by His side sit down : • 
.To patient faith the prize is sure ; 
And all that to the end endure 

The cross, shall wear the crown. 

Hymn 552. (264 Ch. 8l h.) S. M. 

THY way is in the sea ; 
Thy paths we cannot trace ; 
Nor solve, Lord, the mystery 
Of Thine unbounded grace. 

2 Here the dark veils of sense 

Our captive souls surround ; 
Mysterious deeps of providence 
Our wondering thoughts confound. 

3 As through a glass we see 

The wonders of Thy love ; 
How little do we know of Thee, 
Or of the joys above ! 



HOPE. 315 

4 In part we know Thy will, 

And bless Thee for the sight : 
Soon will Thy love the rest reveal 
In glory's clearer light. 

5 With joy shall we survey 

Thy providence and grace ; 
And spend an everlasting day 
And see Thee face to face. 

Hymn 553. (266 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

WHAT sinners value I resign ; 
Lord, 'tis enough that Thou art mine; 
I shall behold Thy blissful face. 
And stand complete in righteousness. 

2 This life's a dream, an empty show ; 
But the bright world to which I go, 
Hath joys substantial and sincere : 
When shall I wake and find me there ? 



3 glorious hour ! blest abode ! 
I shall be near and like my God, 
And flesh and sense no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 

4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, 
And in my Saviour's image rise. 



316 HOPE. 



Hymn 554. (267 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

GOD ! my supporter and my hope, 
My help forever near, 
Thine arm of mercy held me up, 
When sinking in despair. 

2 Thy counsels, Lord ! shall g:uide ray feet 

Through all this desert place ; 
Thy hand conduct me near Thy seat, 
To dwell before Thy face. 

3 Were I in heaven without my God, 

'T would be no joy to me ; 
And while this earth is my abode, 
I long for none but Thee. 

4 What if the springs of life were broke, 

And flesh and heart should faint ? 
God is my souPs eternal rock, 
The strength of every saint. 

6 Yea, to draw near to Thee, my God I 
Shall be my sweet employ : 
My tongue shall sound Thy works abroad. 
And tell the world my joy. 

Hymn 555. (268 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

SOON and forever! 
Such promise our trust, 
Though ashes to ashes. 
And dust unto dust, 



HOPE. 317 

Soon and forever 

Our union shall be 
Made perfect, our glorious 

Redeemer, in Thee. 
When the sins and the sorrows 

Of time shall be o'er ; 
Its pangs and its partings 

Remembered no more ; 
When life cannot fail. 

And when death cannot sever, 
Christians with Christ shall be, 

Soon and forever. 

2 Soon and forever 

The breaking of day- 
Shall drive all the night-clouds 

Of sorrow away. 
Soon and forever. 

We'll see as we're seen. 
And learn the deep meaning 

Of things that have been ; 
When fightings without us, 

And fears from within, 
Shall weary no more 

In the warfare of sin. 
Where tears and where fears, 

And where death shall be never, 
Christians with Christ shall be, 

Soon and forever. 

Hymn 556. (269 Ch. &, H.) II. 1. 

OH, glorious hope of perfect love ! 
It lifts me up to things above ; 
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318 HOPE. 

It bears on eagles' wings ; 
It gives my ravished soul a taste, 
And makes me for a moment feast m\ 

With Christ, His priests, and kings. "' 

2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope 
I stand, and from the mountain-top 

See all the laud below ; 
Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
And all the fruits of Paradise 

In endless plenty grow : 

8 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, 
Favour'd with God's peculiar smile, 

With ev'ry blessing blest ; 
There dwells the Lord our righteousness, 
And keeps His own in perfect peace, 

And everlasting rest. 

Hymn 567. (270 Ch. &. H.) C. M. 

MY Saviour, on the word of truth, 
In earnest hope I live ! 
I ask for all the precious things 

Thy boundless love can give, 
I look for many a lesser light 

About my path to shine ; 
But chiefly long to walk with Thee, 
And only trust in Thine. 

2 Thou knowest that I am not blest 
As Thou would'st have me be, 
Till all the peace and joy of faith 
Possess my soul in Thee; 



LOVE. 319 

And still I seek 'mid many fears, 

With yearnino^s unexpressed, 
The comfort of Thy strengthening love, 

Thy soothing, settling rest. 

It is not as Thou wilt with me 

Till, humbled in the dust, 
I know no place in all my heart 

Wherein to put my trust. 
Until I find, Lord ! in Thee, 

The lowly and the meek, 
That fulness which Thine own redeemed 

Go nowhere else to seek. 

Then, my Saviour ! on my soul, 

Cast down but not dismay'd, 
Still be Thy chastening, healing hand 

In tender mercy laid : 
And while I wait for all Thy joys 

My yearning heart to fill. 
Teach me to walk and work with Thee, 

And at Thy feet sit still. 



LOVE. 

Hymn 558. (275 Ch. & H.) HI. 1. 

HARK ! my soul 1 it is the Lord ; 
'Tis thy Saviour — hear His word ; 
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, 
'' Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me ?" 



320 LOVE. 

2 '^ I deliver'd thee when bound, 
And when bleeding, heaPd thy wound ; 
Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
Turn'd thy darkness into light. 

3 *' Can a woman's tender care 
Cease toward the child she bare ? 
Yes, she may forgetful be, 
Yet will I remember thee. 

4 '' Mine is an unchanging love, 
Higher than the heights above, 
Deeper than the depths beneath, 
Free and faithful, strong as death. 

6 ^' Thou shalt see My glory soon, 
When the work of grace is done ; 
Partner of My throne shalt be ; 
Say, poor sinner ! lov^st thou Me ?" 

6 Lord ! it is my chief complaint, 
That my love is weak and faint ; 
Yet I love Thee, and adore ; 
Oh ! for grace to love Thee more. 

Hymn 559. (276 Ch. &, H.) II. 3. 

THOU hidden love of God, whose height. 
Whose depth unfathom'd, no man knows, 
I see from far Thy beauteous light ; 

Inly I sigh for Thy repose : 
My heart is pain'd, nor can it be 
At rest, till rest it find in Thee 



LOVE. 321 

Is there a thing beneath the sun, 

That strives with Thee my heart to share ? 
Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone. 

The Lord of every motion there ; 
Then shall my heart from earth be free, 
When it hath found repose in Thee. 

hide this self from me, that I 

No more, but Christ in me, may live ; 

My vile affections crucify. 

Nor let one darling lust survive ; 

In all things, nothing may I see, 

Nothing desire or seek, but Thee. 

Love, Thy sovereign aid impart, 
To save me from low-thoughted care ; 

Chase this self-will through all my heart, 
Through all its latent mazes there : 

Make me Thy duteous child, that I, 

Ceaseless, may Abba, Father, cry. 

Each moment draw from earth away 
My heart that lowly waits Thy call ; 

Speak to my inmost soul and say, 
I am thy love, thy God, thy all 1 

To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice. 

To taste Thy love, be all my choice. 



Hymn 560. (277 Ch. & H.) C. M, 



D 



not I love Thee, my Lord ? 
Behold my heart and seej 
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322 LOYE. 

And turn each hateful idol out, 
That dares to rival Thee. 

2 Do not I love Thee, from my soul f 

Then let me nothing love : 
Dead be my heart to every joy 
When Jesus cannot move. 

3 Is not Thy name melodious still 

To mine attentive ear ? 
Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound, 
My Saviour's voice to hear ? 

4 Hast Thou a lamb in all Thy flock, 

I would disdain to feed ? 
Hast Thou a foe before w^hose face 
I fear Thy cause to plead ? 

5 Would not my ardent spirit vie 

With angels round the throne. 
To execute Thy sacred will 
And make Thy glory known ? 

6 Thou knowest, yea, Thou knowest, Lord ; 

Yet, oh ! I long to soar 
Far from the sphere of mortal joy, 
And learn to love Thee more. 



Hymn 561. (278 Ch. & H.) III. 3. 

LOYE Divine, all love excelling, 
Joy of heaven, to earth come down ; 
Live in us Thy humble dwelling, 
All Thy faithful mercies crown. 



LOVE. 323 

Jesus, Thou art all compassion, 
Pure, unbounded love Thou art; 

Visit us with Thy salvation, 
Enter every longing heart. 

2 Breathe, oh 1 breathe Thy loving Spirit 

Into every troubled breast 1 
Let us all Thy peace inherit. 

Let us find Thy promised rest. 
Thee we would be always blessing, 

Serve Thee as Thine host above ; 
Pray, and praise Thee without ceasing, 

Glory in Thy boundless love. 

8 Finish, then, Thy new creation, 

Pure and spotless let us be ; 
Let us see our whole salvation 

Perfectly restored in Thee. 
Changed from glory unto glory, 

Till in heaven our songs we raise ; 
Till we cast our crowns before Thee, 

Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 

Hymn 562. (280 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

GOD of my life, through all its days 
My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise, 
The song shall wake with opening light. 
And warble to the silent night. 

2 When anxious cares would break my rest, 
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast. 
Thy tuneful praises, rais'd on high, 
Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 



324 LOVE. 

8 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 
And all its powers of languaore fail, 
Joy through my swimming eyes shall bre^k, 
And look the thanks I cannot speak. 

4 Bat oh ! when that last conflict's o'er, 
And I am chain'd to flesh no more, 
With what glad accents shall I rise. 
To join the music of the skies I 

5 The cheerful tribute will I give, 
Long as a deathless soul can live ; 
A work so sweet, a theme so high, 
Demands and crowns eternity 1 

Hymn 563. (283 Ch. & H.) III. 1. 

GREAT High-priest, who deign'dst to be 
Once the sacrifice for me, 
Take this living heart of mine, 
Lay it on Thy holy shrine. 

2 Love, I know, accepteth nought, 

Save what Thou, Love, hast wrought ; 
Offer Thou my sacrifice. 
Else to God it cannot rise. 

3 Slay in me the wayward will, 
Earthly sense and passion kill ; 
Tear self-love from out my heart, 
Let me choose the better part. 

4 Mighty Love, the flame inspire. 
Quick consume me in Thy fire ; 
Fain were I of self bereft, 
Naught but Thee within me left. 



LOVE. 325 

Hjmn 564 (143 Anc. & M.) ' L. M. 

" The love of Christ which passeth knowledge.'* 

OLOYE, how deep ! bow broad ! how high 1 
It fills the heart with ecstasy, 
That God, the Son of God, should take 
Oar mortal form for mortals' sake. 

2 He sent no angel to our race 
Of higher or of lower place, 

But wore the robe of human frame 
Himself, and to this lost world came. 

3 Nor willed He only to appear ; 
His pleasure was to tarry here; 

And God-and-Man with man would be 
The* space of thirty years and three. 

4 For us He was baptized, and bore 
His holy fast, and hungered sore ; 
For us temptation sharp He knew, 

For us the tempter overthrew. / 

5 For us He prayed, for us He taught, 
For us His daily works He wrought. 
By words, and signs, and actions,. thus 
Still seeking not Himself, but us. 

6 For us to wicked men betrayed. 
Scourged, mocked, in purple robe arrayed, 
He bore the shameful Cross and death ; 
For us at length gave up His breath. 

\*l For us He rose from death again, 
For us He went on high to reign, 
For us He sent His Spirit here 
To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer. 
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326 LOVE. 

8 To Him whose boundless love has won 
Salvation for us through His Son, 
To God the Father, glory be, 
Both now and through eternity. Amen. 



M I 



Hymn 565. (147 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

"I have loved thee with an 'everlasting love; therefore with 
loving-kindness have I drawn thee." 

JESU, Thy mercies are untold 
Through each returning day ; 
Thy love exceeds a thousandfold 
Whatever we can say : 

2 That love which in Thy Passion drained 

For us Thy precious Blood ; 
That love whereby the saints have gained 
The vision of their God. 

3 'Tis Thou hast loved us from the womb, 

Pure source of all our bliss, 
Our only hope of life to come. 
Our happiness in this. 

4 Lord, grant us while on earth we stay 

Thv love to feel and know : 
And, when from hence we pass away, 
To us Thy glory show. Amen. 



Hymn 566. (|48 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

"The communion of the Holy Ghost." 

HOLY SPIRIT, Lord of grace, 

Eternal Fount of love ; 
Inflame, we pray, our inmost hearts 
With fire from heaven above. 







LOVE. 327 

2 As Thou in bond of love dost join 

The Father and the Son, 
So fill us all with mutual love, 
And knit oar hearts in one. 

3 All glory to the Father be, 

All glory to the Son, 
All glory to the Holy Ghost, 
While endless ages run. Amen. 

Hymn 567. (157 Anc. & M.) C. M. 

" Thy Name is as ointment poured forth." 

JESTJ, the very thought of Thee 
With sweetness fills the breast ; 
But sweeter far Thy face to see, 
And in Thy presence rest. 

2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame, 

Nor can the memory find 
A sweeter sound than Jesu's Name, 
The Saviour of mankind. 

3 Hope of every contrite heart, 

O Joy of all the meek, 
To those who fall how kind Thou art, 
How good to those who seek ! 

4 But what to those who find ? Ah I this 

Nor tongue nor pen can show ; 
The love of Jesus, what it is 
None but His loved ones know. 



328 LOVE. 

5 Jesu, our only Joy be Thou, 
As Thou our Prize wilt be; 
In Thee be all our glory now, 
And through eternity. 

PAKT II. 

OJESTJ, King most wonderful, 
Thou Conqueror renowned, 
Thou Sweetness most ineffable, 
In whom all joys are found ! 

2 When once Thou visitest the heart 

Then truth be«:ins to shire, 
Then earthly vanities depart, 
Then kindles love divine. 

3 Jesu, Light of all below, 

Thou Fount of living fire, 
Surpassing all the joys we know 
And all we can desire ; 

4 Jesu, may all confess Thy Name, 
• Thy wondrous love adore ; 

And, seeking Thee, themselves inflame 
To seek Thee more and more. 

5 Thee, Jesu, may our voices bless. 

Thee may we love alone ; 
And ever in our lives express 
The image of Thine Own. 







PAET III. 

JESU, Thou the Beauty art 

Of angel-worMs above i 



LOVE. 329 

Thy Name is music to the heart, 
Inflaming it with love. 

2 Celestial sweetness unalloyed I 

Who eat Thee hunger still ; 
Who drink of Thee still feel a void, 
Which naught but Thou can fill, 

3 most sweet Jesu, hear the sighs 

Which unto Thee we send ; 
To Thee our inmost spirit cries, 
To Thee our prayers ascend. 

4 Abide with us, and let Thy Light 

Shine, Lord, on every heart ; 
Dispel the darkness of our night, 
And joy to all impart. 

5 Jesu, our Love and Joy, to Thee 

The Virgin's Holy Son 
All might and praise and glory be 
While endless ages run. Amen. 

Hymn 568. (159 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

" I go to prepare a place for you.** 

CHRIST, who dost prepare a place 
For us around Thy throne of grace, 
We pray Thee lift our hearts above. 
And draw them with the cords of love. 







Source of all good, Thou, gracious Lord, 
Art our exceeding great reward ; 
How transient is our present pain I 
How boundless our eternal gain! 
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330 LOVE. 

3 With open face and joyful heart 
. We then shall see Thee as Thou art ; 

Our love shall, never cease to glow, 
Our praise shall never cease to flow. 

4 Thy never-failing grace to prove, 
A surety of Thine endless love, 

. Send down Thy Holy Ghost, to be 
The raiser of our souls to Thee. 

5 future Judge, Eternal Lord, 
Thy name be hallowed and adored; 
Whom with the Father we adore 

And Holy Ghost for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 569. (I7I Anc. & M.) P. M. 

"God is love/' 

OLD YE, who formedst me to wear 
The image of Thy Godhead here ; 
Who soughtest me with tender care 

Through all my wanderings wild and drear, 
Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

2 O Love, who ere life's earliest dawn 

On me Thy choice hast gently laid ; 
Love, who here as Man wast born, 

And wholly like to us wast made ; 
Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

3 Love, who once in time wast slain. 

Pierced through and through with bitter 
woe : 



LOVE. 331 

Love, who wrestling thus didst gain 

That we eternal joy might know; 
Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

4 Love, who lovest me for aye, 

Who for my soul dost ever plead ; 
Love, who didst my ransom pay, 

Whose power sufficeth in my stead 5 
Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. 

5 Love, who once shalt bid me rise 

From out this dying life of ours; 
Love, who once o'er yonder skies 

Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers; 
Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine to be. Amen. 

Hymn 570. (I78 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

"Whom have I in heaven but Thee; and there is none upon 
earth that I desire in comparison of Thee." 

JESU, my Lord, my God, my all, 
Hear me, blest Saviour, when I call ; 
Hear me, and from Thy dwelling-place 
Pour down the riches of Thy grace ; 
Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, 
make me love Thee more and more. 

3 Jesu, too late I Thee have sought, 
How can I love Thee as I ought ? 
And how extol Thy matchless fanie, 
The glorious beauty of Thy Name ? 
Jesu, my Lord, etc. 



332 LOVE. 

3 Jesu, what didst Thou find in me, 
That Thou hast dealt so lovingly ? 
How great the jpj that Thou hast brought, 
So far exceeding hope or thought ! 
Jesu, my Lord, etc. 

i Jesu, of Thee shall be my song, 
To Thee my heart and soul belong ; 
All that I have or am is Thine, 
And Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art mine. 
Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, 
O make me love Thee more and more. 

Amen. 

Hymn 571. (I88 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

"Behold, how good and joyful a thing it is, brethren, to dwell 
together in unity." 

OLORD, how joyful 'tis to see 
The brethren join in love to Thee; 
On Thee alone their heart relies. 
Their only strength Thy gcace supplies. 

2 How sweet within Thy holy place 
With one accord to sing Thy grace, 
Besieging Thine attentive ear 
With all the force of fervent prayer. 

3 may we love the House of God, 
Of peace and joy the blest abode ; 
may no angry strife destroy 
That sacred peace, that holy joy. 

4 The world without may rage, but we 
Will only cliog more close to Thee, 
With hearts to Thee more wholly given, 
More weaned from earth, more fixed on heaven. 



LOVE. 333 

5 Lord, shower upon us from above 
The sacred gift of mutual love ; 
Each other^s wants may we supply, 
And reign together in the sky. Amen. 

Hymn 572. (I95 Anc. & M.) S. M. 

" The everlasting Father, the Prince of peace." 

TO Christ the Prince of peace 
And Son of God most high, 
The Father of the world to come, 
We lift our joyful cry. 

2 Deep in His heart for us 

The wound of love He bore. 
That love which still He kindles in 
The hearts that Him adore. . 

3 Jesu, Victim blest, 

What else but love divine 
Could Thee constrain to open thus 
That sacred Heart of Thine ? 

4 O Fount of endless life, 

O Spring of water clear I 
flame celestial, cleansing all 
Who unto Thee draw near 1 

5 Hide me in Thy dear Heart, 

For thither do I fly ; 
There seek Thy grace through life, in death 
Thine immortality. Amen, 



334 LOVE. 

Hymn 573, (199 Anc. & M.) IL 1. 

"Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not he taken 
away from her." 

OLOYE divine, how sweet thou art I 
When shall I find my willing heart 
All taken up by thee ? 
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
The greatness of redeeming love, 
The love of Christ to me I 

2 Stronger His love than death or hell; 
Its riches are unsearchable ; 

The first-born sons of light 
Desire in vain its depths to see ; 
They cannot reach the mystery, 

The length and breadth and height, 

3 God only knows the love of God ; 
that it now were shed abroad 

In this poor stony heart I 
For love I sigh, for love I pine ; 
This only portion, Lord, be mine, 

Be mine this better part. 

4 Forever would I take my seat 
With Mary at the Master's feet; 

Be this my happy choice ; 
My only care, delight, and bliss, 
My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, 

To hear the Bridegroom's voice. Amen. 



PRAISE. 335 



PEAISE. 
Hymn 574-. (136 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

" be joyful in the Lord, all ye lands." 

ALL people that on earth do dwell, 
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice ; 
Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell, 
Come ye before Him and rejoice. 

2 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; 

Without our aid He did us make ; 
We are His flock, He doth us feed, 
And for His sheep He doth us take. 

3 enter then His gates with praise, 

Approach with joy His courts unto; 
Praise, laud, and bless Plis Name always, 
For it is seemly so to do. 

4 For why ? the Lord our God is good. 

His mercy is forever sure : 
His truth at all times firmly stood, 
And shall from age to age endure. 

5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom heaven and earth adore, 
From men and from the angel-host 
Be praise and glory evermore. Amen. 



336 PRAISE, 



Hymn 575. (I56 Anc. & M.) IV. 1. 

" Praise the Lord, my soul ; Lord my God. Thou art be- 
come exceeding glorious ; Thou art clothed with majesty and 
honour." 

WORSHIP the King, 
All glorious above ; 
gratefully sing 

His power and His love; 
Our Shield and Defender, 

The Ancient of days, 
Pavilioned in splendour. 
And girded w^ith praise. 

2 tell of His might, 

O sing of His grace, 
Whose robe is the light. 

Whose canopy space ; 
His chariots of wrath 

The thunder-clouds form, 
And dark is His path 

On the wings of the storm. 

3 Frail children of dust. 

And feeble as frail. 
In Thee do we trust, 

Nor find Thee to fail. 
Thy mercies how tender 1 

How firm to the end I 
Our Maker, Defender, 

Redeemer and Friend. 

4 measureless Might, 

Inefi'able Love ! 
While angels delight 
To hymn Thee above, 



PRAISE. 337 

Thy ransomed creation, 
Thoug-h feeble their lays, 

With true adoration 

Shall sing to Thy praise. Amen. 

Hymn 576. (174 Anc. &, M.) III. 3. 

"0 praise the Lord of heaven; praise Him in the height." 

PRAISE the Lord ! ye heavens, adore Him, 
Praise Him, angels, in the height; 
Sun and moon, rejoice before Him, 

Praise Him, all ye stars and light: 
Praise the Lord 1 for He hath spoken. 

Worlds His mighty voice obeyed ; 
Laws which never shall be broken, 
For their guidance He hath made. 

2 Praise the Lord ! for He is glorious ; 

Never shall His promise fail ; 
God hath made His saints victorious. 

Sin and death shall not prevail. 
Praise the God of our salvation ; 

Hosts on high, His power proclaim; 
Heaven and earth, and all creation. 

Laud and magnify His Name. Amen. 

Hymn 577. (198 Anc. &. M.) IIL 5. 

"Praise the Lord, my soul : and all that is within me praiso 
His Holy Name." 

PRAISE, my soul, the King of heaven, 
To His feet thy tribute bring; 
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, 
Evermore His praises sing, 

Alleluia I Alleluia ! 
Praise the everlasting King. 
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338 PRAISE. 

2 Praise Him for His grace and favour 

To our fathers in distress ; 
Praise Him still the same as ever, 
Slow to chide and swift to bless ; 

Alleluia ! Alleluia I 
Glorious in His faithfulness. 

3 Father-like, He tends and spares us, 

Well our feeble frame he knows ; 
In His hands He gently bears us, 
Rescues us from all our foes ; 

Alleluia! Alleluia 1 
Widely yet His mercy flows. 

4 Angels in the height adore Him 1 

Ye behold Him face to face ; 
Saints triumphant bow before Himl 
Gathered in from every race : 

Alleluia I Alleluia 1 
Praise with us the God of grace. Amen. 

Hymn 678. (67 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

" And again they said, Alleluia." 

ALLELUIA, song of sweetness. 
Voice of joy that cannot die ; 
Alleluia is the anthem 

Ever dear to choirs on high : 
In the house of God abiding, 
Thus they sing eternally. 

2 Alleluia thou resoundest, 
True Jerusalem and free ; 
Alleluia, joylul Mother, 

All thy children sing with thee: 



PRAISE. 339 

But by Babylon's sad waters 
Mourning exiles now are we. 

3 Alleluia cannot always 

Be our song while here below ; 
Alleluia our transgressions 

Make us for awhile forego ; 
For the solemn time is coming 

When our tears for sin must flow 

4 Therefore in our hymns we pray Thee, 

Grant us, Blessed Trinity, 
At the last to keep Thine Easter 

In our home beyond the sky : 
There to Thee forever singing 

Alleluia joyfully. Amen. 

Hymn 579. (285Ch.&,H.) CM. 

COME, let us join our cheerful songs 
With angels round the throne ; 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 

2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry 

'' To be exalted thus ; " 
" Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
''For He was slain for us." 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honour and power divine; 
And blessings, more than we can give. 
Be, Lord, for ever Thine. 

4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 

And air, and earth, and seas/ 



340 PRAISE. 

Conspire to lift Thy glories high, 
And speak Thine endless praise. 

5 The whole creation join in one, 
To bless the glorious Name 
Of Him that sitteth on the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 



Hj mil 580. (287 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

Y God, my King, Thy various praise 



M 



. jJL Shall fill the remnant of my days ; 
Thy grace employ ray humble tongue. 
Till glory wake a loftier song. 

2 The wings of every hour shall bear 
Some thankful tribute to Thine ear ; 
And every setting sun shall see 
New works of duty, done for Thee. 

3 Let distant times and nations raise 
The blest succession of Thy praise. 
And unborn ages still prolong 
The joy and burden of the song. 

4 But who can speak Thy wondrous deeds 
Thy greatness all my thoughts exceeds: 
Yast and unsearchable Thy ways, 

Yast and immortal be Thy praise. 

Hymn 581. (288 Ch. &, H.) II 

ALLELUIA ! best and sweetest 
Of the hymns of praise above ! 
Alleluia ! thou repeatest, 

Angel host, these notes of love I 



PKAISE. 341 

This ye utter 
While your golden harps ye move. 

2 Alleluia ! church victorious, 

Join the concert of the sky ! 
Alleluia ! bright and glorious, 

Lift, ye saints, this strain on high I 

We poor exiles 
Join not yet your melody. 

3 Alleluia ! strains of gladness 

Suit not souls with anguish torn : 
Alleluia ! sounds of sadness 
Best become our state forlorn : 

Our offences 
We with bitter tears must mourn. 

4 But our earnest supplication, 

Holy God, we raise to Thee ; 
Yisit us with Thy salvation, 
Make us all Thy joys to see I 

Alleluia ! 
Ours at length this strain shall be 1 

Hymn 582. (291 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

pOME, Thou almighty King, 
\J Help us Thy name to sing, 

Help us to praise ! 
Father all glorious, 
O'er all victorious. 
Come and reign over us, 

Ancient of days. 
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342 JOY. 

2 Come, Thou incarnate Word, 
Gird on Thy mighty sword; 

Our prayer attend ; 
Come, and Thy people bless ; 
Come, give Thy word success ; 
Spirit of holiness, 

On us descend. 

3 Come, holy Comforter, 
Thy sacred witness bear, 

In this glad hour : 
Thou, who almighty art. 
Now rule in every heart, 
And ne'er from us depart, 

Spirit of power. 

4 To Thee, great One in Three, 
The highest praises be, 

Hence evermore ; 
Thy sov'reign majesty 
May we in glory see, 
And to eternity 

Love and adore. 



JOY. 



Hymn 583. (294 Ch. & H.) S. M. 

NOT with our mortal eyes 
Have we beheld the Lord; 
Yet we rejoice to hear His name, 
And love Him in His word. 



JOY. 343 

2 On earth we want the sight 

Of our Redeemer's face; 
Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight 
To dwell upon Thy grace. 

3 And when we taste Thy love, 

Our joys divinely grow z 

Unspeakable, like those above, 
And heaven begins below. 

Hymn 584. (295 Ch. & H.) S. M. 

A WAKE, and sing the song 
j^ Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
Wake, every heart, and every tongue, 
To praise the Saviour's name. 

2 Sing of His dying love, 

Who liveth evermore ; 
Sing how^ He intercedes above 
For those whose sins He bore. 

3 Sing on your heavenly way, 

Ye ransom'd sinners, sing; 

Sing on, rejoicing every day, 

In Christ th' eternal King. 

4 Soon shall we hear Him say, 

'' Ye blessed children, come ! " 
Soon will He call us hence away, 
And take His wanderers home. 



344 PEACE. 

Hymn 585. (297 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

HOW rich Thy favours, God of grace ! 
How various and divine ! 
Full as the ocean they are poured, 
And bright as heaven they shine. 

2 He to eternal glory calls, 

And leads the wondrous way 
To His own palace, where He reigns 
In uncreated day. 

3 Jesus the herald of His love 

Displays the radiant prize, 
And shows the purchase of His blood 
To our adoring eyes. 

4 The songs of everlasting years 

That mercy shall attend, 
Which leads, through sufferings of an hour, 
To joys that never end. , 



PEACE. 



Hymn 586. (299 Ch. &. H.) 

OTHOU by long experience tried, 
Near whom no grief can long abide, 
My Lord, how full of sweet content 
My years of pilgrimage are spent. 

2 My heart reposing on Thy love, 
All scenes alike engaging prove ; 




PEACE. 345 

Where'er I dwell, I dwell with Thee, 
At home, abroad, on land or sea. 

3 To me remains nor place nor time, 
My country is in every clime ; 

I can be calm, and free from care, 
On any shore, since Thou art there. 

4 Could I be cast where Thou art not, 
That were indeed a dreadful lot ; 
But regions none remote I call, 
Secure of finding Thee in all. 



Hymn 587. (300 Ch. & H.) HI. 3. 

A LL unseen the Master walketh 
j^ By the toiling servant's side ; 
Comfortable words He speaketh. 
While His hands uphold and guide. 

2 Grief, nor pain, nor any sorrow 

Rends thy heart, to Him unknown ; 
He to-day, and He to-morrow, 
Grace sufficient gives His own. 

3 Holy strivings nerve and strengthen. 

Long endurance wins the crown ; 

When the evening shadows lengthen, 

Thou shalt lay thy burden down. 



346 PEACE. 

Hymn 588. (302 Ch. & H.) III. 4. 

QUIET, Lord, my froward heart, 
Make me teachable and mild, 
Upright, simple, free from art. 

Make me as a weaned child ; 
From distrust and envy free, 
Pleased with all that pleases Thee. 

2 What Thou shalt to-day provide, 

Let me as a child receive ; 
What to-morrow may betide, 

Calmly to Thy wisdom leave ; 
'Tis enough that Thou wilt care, 
Why should I the burden bear ? 

3 As a little child relies 

On a care beyond his own ; 
Knows he's neither strong nor wise, 

Fears to stir a step alone ; 
Let me thus with Thee abide. 
As my Father, Guard, and Guide. 



Hymn 589. (303 Ch. & H.) IIL 1. 

WHEN, my Saviour, shall I be 
Perfectly resign'd to Thee ? 
Poor and vile in mine own eyes, 
Only in Thy wisdom wise ? 

2 Only Thee content to know, 
Ignorant of all below ? 
Guided only by Thy light ? 
Only mighty in Thy might? 



TRIALS. 347 



3 Fully let my life express 
All the heights of holiness ; 
Sweetly let my spirit prove 
All the depths of humble love. 



TRIALS. 



Hymn 590. (307 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

WHEN" I can trust my all with God, 
In trial's fearful hour, 
Bow, all resigned, beneath His rod^ 

And bless His sparing power ; 
A joy springs up amid distress, 
A fountain in the wilderness. 

2 to be brought to Jesus' feet, 

Though sorrows fix me there, 
Is still a privilege ; and sweet 

The energies of prayer ; 
Though sighs and tears its language be, 
If Christ be nigh, and smile on me. 

3 blessed be the hand that gave, 

Still blessed when it takes, 
Blessed be He who smites to save. 

Who heals the heart He breaks ; 
Perfect and true are all His ways, 
Whom heaven adores, and earth obeys. 



348 TRIALS. 

Hymn 591. (308 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

A LMIGHTY God ! I call to Thee, 
11 By sore temptation shaken ; 
Incline Thy gracious ear to me, 

And leave me not forsaken ; 
For who that feels the power within 
Of past remorse and present sin, 
Can stand, Lord, before Thee ? 

2 On Thee alone my stay I place. 

All human help rejecting, 
Kelying on Thy sovereign grace, 

Thy sovereign aid expecting ; 
I rest upon Thy sacred word, 
That Thou 'It repel him not, Lord, 
Who to Thy mercy fleeth. 

3 And though I travail all the night, 

And travail all the morrow, 
My trust is in Jehovah's might, 

My triumph in my sorrow ; 
Forgetting not that Thou of old. 
Didst Israel, though weak, uphold ; 
When weakest, then most loving ! 

4 What though my sinfulness be great, 

Redeeming love is greater ; 
What though all hell should lie in wait, 

Supreme is my Creator; 
And He my Rock and Fortress is. 
And when most helpless, most I'm His, 
My Strength and my Redeemer. , 



TRIALS. 349 

Hymn 592. (310 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

TAEAR Refuo^e of my weary soul, 

I J On Thee, when sorrows rise, 
On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
My fainting hope relies. 

2 To Thee I tell each rising grief, 

For Thou alone canst heal ; 
Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
For every pain I feel 

3 But when gloomy doubts prevail, 

I fear to call Thee mine ; 
The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
And all my hopes decline. 

4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee? 

Thou art my only trust ; 
And still my soul would cleave to Thee, 
Thougli prostrate in the dust. 

5 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face ? 

And shall I seek in vain ? 
And can the ear of sovereign grace 
Be deaf when I complain ? 

6 Thy mercy-seat is open still. 

Here let my soul retreat : 
With humble hope attend Thy will, 
And wait beneath Thy feet. 

Hymn 593. (311 Ch. &. H.) C. M. 

AFFLICTION is a stormy deep, 
Where wave resounds to wave ! 
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350 TRIALS. 

Though o'er our heads the billows roll, 
We know the Lord cau save. 

2 When darkness, and when sorrows rose, 

And pressed on every side, 
The Lord hath still sustained our steps, 
And still hath been our Guide. 

3 Perhaps before the morning dawn. 

He will restore our peace ; 
For He who bade the tempest roar 
Can bid the tempest cease. 

4 Here will we rest, here build our hopes, 

Nor murmur at His rod ; 
He's more to us than all the world, 
Our Health, our Life, our God. 



Hymn 594. (313 Ch. &, H.) S. M. 

YOUR harps, ye trembling saints, 
Down from the willows take : 
Loud to the praise of love divine 
Bid every string awake. 

2 Though in a foreign land, 

We are not far from home, 
And nearer to our house above 
We every moment come. 

3 His grace will to the end 

Stronger and brighter shine. 
Nor present things, nor things to come, 
Shall quench the spark divine. 



TRIALS. 351 



4 When we in darkness walk, 
Nor feel the heavenly flame, 
Then is the time to trust our God, 
And rest upon His name. 

6 Soon shall our doubts and fears 
Subside at His control ; 
His loving-kindness shall break through 
The midnight of the soul. 

6 Blest is the man, God, 

That stays himself on Thee ! 
Who waits for Thy salvation, Lord, 
Shall Thy salvation see. 



Hymn 595. (314 Ch. &, H.) III. 3. 

IT^ULL of trembling expectation, 
. Feeling much, and fearing more, 
Mighty Lord of my salvation, 

I Thy timely aid implore ; 
By Thy suffering, be near me. 
All my sufferings to sustain ; 
By Thy sorer griefs to cheer me. 
By Thy more than mortal pain. 

2 Call to mind that unknown anguish. 

In the days of flesh below ; 
When Thy troubled soul did languish 

Under a whole world of woe ; 
When Thou didst our curse inherit, 

Groan beneath our guilty load, 
Burden'd with a wounded spirit. 

Bruised beneath the hand of God. 



352 TRIALS* 

3 By Thy dread, unknown temptation, 

In that dark, Satanic hour; 
By Thy last, mysterious passion, 

Screen me from the tempter's power. 
By Thy fainting in the garden, 

By Thy bloody sweat, I pray, 
Write upon my heart the pardon, 

Take my sins and fears away. 

4 By the travail of Thy spirit, 

By Thine outcry on the tree, 
By Thine agonizing merit, 

In my pangs remember me ! 
By Thy precious death assuring, 

My poor dying soul befriend, 
And, with patience all-enduring. 

Make me faithful to the end. 



Hymn 696. (315 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

THE billows swell, the winds are high, 
Clouds overcast ray wint'ry sky ; 
Out of the depths to Thee I call ; 
My fears are great, my strength is small. 

2 Lord, the pilot's part perform, 

And guide and guard me through the storm : 
Defend me from each threatening ill : 
Control the waves ; say, '* Peace ! be still.'' 

3 Amid the roaring of the sea. 

My soul still hangs her hopes on Thee ; 
Thy constant love, Thy faithful care, 
Is all that saves me from despair. 



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4 Though tempest-toss'd, and half a wreck, 
My Saviour through the floods I seek : 
Let neither winds nor stormy main 
Force back my shattered bark again. 

Hymn 597. (316 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

ETERNAL beam of light divine, 
Fountain of unexhausted love ; 
In whom the Father's glories shine, 

Through earth beneath, and Heaven above : 

2 Jesus, the weary wand'rer's rest, 

Give me Thy easy yoke to bear ; 
With steadfast patience arm my breast. 
With trustful love and lowly fear. 

3 Thankful I take the cup from Thee, 

Prepared and mingled by Thy skill : 
Though bitter to the taste it be. 
It hath the power to heal me still. 

4 Be thou, Rock of ages, nigh I 

That I each murm'ring thought may shun ; 
And grief and fear and care shall fly, 
As clouds before the mid-day sun. 

5 Speak to my warring passions, — Peace ; 

Say to my treml)ling heart, — Be still ; 
Thy power can bid the conflict cease, 
For all things serve Thy sovereign will. 

6 deatli ! wliere is thy sting ? Where now 

Tiiy boasted victory, O grave? 
Wlio sliall contend witli God ? or how 
Can he be hurt wliom God will save ? 
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354 TKIALS. 

Hymn 598. (317 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

THOU art my hiding place, Lord I 
In Thee I fix my trust, 
Encouraged by Thy holy word, 
A feeble child of dust. 

2 I have no argument beside, 
I urge no other plea, 
And 'tis enough — the Saviour died, 
The Saviour died for me. 

8 When storms of fierce temptation beat, 
And furious foes assail. 
My refuge is the mercy-seat, 
My hope within the veil. 

4 From strife of tongues and bitter words, 

My spirit flies to Thee ; 
Joy to my heart the thought affords. 
My Saviour died for me. 

5 And when Thine awful voice commands 

This body to decay. 
And life, in its last lingering sands, 
Is *ebbing fast away ; 

6 Then, though it be in accents weak, 

My voice shall call on Thee, 
And ask for strength in death to speak, 
**My Saviour died for me." 

Hymn 599. (318 Ch. & H.) C. 

NOW to the haven of Thy breast, 
Son of Man, I fly ; 



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Be Thou my refnge and my rest, 
For 1 the storm is high. 

2 Protect me from the furious blast, 

My shield and shelter be ; 
Hide m.e, my Saviour, till o'erpast 
The storm of sin I see. 

3 As welcome as the water-spring 

Is to a barren place, 
Jesus, descend on me, and bring 
Thy sweet, refreshing grace. 

4 As o'er a parched and weary land, 

A rock its shade doth spread, 
So hide me, Saviour, with Thy hand, 
And screen my naked head. 

5 In all the times of my distress, 

Thou hast my succour been ; 
And, in my utter helplessness, 
Restraining me from sin. 

6 How swift to save me didst Thou move, 

In every trying hour ; 
O I still protect me with Thy love, 
And shield me with Thy power. 

Hymn 600. (320 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

WHEN musing sorrow weeps the past. 
And mourns the present pain, 
'Tis sweet to think of peace at last, 
And feel that death is gain. 



356 TRIALS. 

2 'Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise, 
And dread a Father's will ; 
'Tis not that meek submission flies, 
And would not suffer still : 



3 .It is that heaven-born faith surveys 

The path that leads to light, 
And longs her eagle plumes to raise, 
And lose herself in sight. 

4 let me wing my hallow'd flight 

From earth-born woe and care, 
And soar above these clouds of night, 
My Saviour's bliss to share. 



Hymn 601. (321 Ch. &, H.) S. M. 

OLEAD me to the Rock 
, That's high above my head. 
And make the covert of Thy wings 
My shelter and my shade. 



2 Within Thy presence. Lord, 
Forever I'll abide ; 
Thou art the tower of my defence, 
The refuge where I hide. 



3 Thou givest me the lot 

Of those that fear Thy name ; 
If endless life be their reward, 
I shall possess the same. 



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Hymn 602. (324 Ch. &, H.) S. M. 

THOU very present aid 
In suffering and distress ; 
The mind which still on Thee is stay'd, 
Is kept in perfect peace. 

2 The soul by faith reclined 

On the Redeemer's breast, 
'Mid raging storms, exults to find 
An everlasting rest. 

3 It hallows every cross ; 

It sweetly comforts me ; 
Makes me forget my every loss. 
And find my all in Thee. 

• 4 Jesus, to w^hom I fly, 

Doth all my wishes fill ; 
What though created streams be dry, 
I have the fountain still. 



5 Stripped of each earthly friend, 
I find them all in one ; 
And peace and joy which never end, 
And heaven, in Christ, begun. 

Hymn 603. (140 Anc. & M.) 0. M. 

" Lord, remember me." 

OTHOTJ, from whom all goodness flows, 
I lift my soul to Thee ; 
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 
Good Lord, remember me. 



358 TRIALS. 

2 If on my aching burdened heart 

My sins lie heavily, 
Thy pardon grant, Thy peace impart ; 
Good Lord, remember me. 

3 If trials sore obstruct my way, 

And ills I cannot flee, 
Then let my strength be as my day : 
Good Lord, remember me. 

4 If worn with pain, disease, and grief, 

This feeble frame should be, 
Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; 
Good Lord, remember me. 

5 And oh, when in the hour of death 

I bow to Thy decree, 
Jesu, receive my parting breath ; 
Good Lord, remember me. Amen. 

Hymn 604. (144 Anc. &, M.) S. M. 

" I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not wor- 
thy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed 
in us." 

OH, what, if we are Christ's, 
Is earthly shame or loss ? 
Bright shall the crown of glory be 
When we have borne the Cross. 

2 Keen was the trial once, 
Bitter the cup of woe. 
When martyred saints, baptized in blood, 
Christ's sufferings shared below : 



Bright is their glory now. 
Boundless their joy above, 



TRIALS. 359 

Where on the bosom of their God 
They rest in perfect love. 

4 Lord, may that grace be ours, 

Like them in faith to bear 
All that of sorrow, grief, or pain 
May be our portion here ; 

5 Enough if Thou at last 

The word of blessing give. 
And let us rest beneath Thy feet, 
Where saints and angels live. 

6 Ail glory, Lord, to Thee, 

Whom heaven and earth adore ; 

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

One God for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 605. (170 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

" Thy win be done.^' 

MY God, my Father, while I stray, 
Far from my home, in life's rough way, 
teach me from my heart to say, 

''Thy will be done.'^ 

2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot, 
Let me be still and murmur not, 

Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, 

'*Thy will be done.^' 

3 What though in lonely grief I sigh 
For friends beloved, no longer nigh, 
Submissive would I still reply, 

''Thy will be done." 



360 TRIALS. 

4 If Thou should'st call me to resign 
What most I prize, it ne'er was mine ; 
I only yield Thee what is Thine ; 

^'Thy will be done.'' 

5 Let but my fainting heart be blest 
With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest, 
My God, to Thee I leave the rest ; 

^'Thy will be done." 

6 Renew my will from day to day, 
Blend it with Thine, and take away 
All that now makes it hard to say, 

'' Thy will be done." Amen. 

Hymn 606. (190 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

*^ Our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for 
us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory." 

OLET him, whose sorrow 
No relief can find, 
Trust in God, and borrow 
Ease for heart and mind. 

2 Where the mourner weeping 

Sheds the secret tear, 
God His watch is keeping 
Though none else is near. 

3 God will never leave thee. 

All thy wants He knows, 
Feels the pains that grieve thee, 
Sees thy cares and woes. 

4 Raise thine eyes to heaven 

When thy spirits quail, 



TRIALS. 361 

When, by tempests driven, 
Heart and courage fail. 

5 When in grief we languish, 

He will dry the tear, 
Who His children's anguish 
Soothes with succour near, 

6 All our woe and sadness. 

In this world below, 
Balance not the gladness 
We in heaven shall know. 

7 Jesu, Holy Saviour, 

In the realms above 
Crown us with Thy favour, 
Fill us with Thy love. Amen. 

Hymn 607. (233 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

*' Thou that hearest the prayer, unto Thee shall all flesh come." 

WHEN in the hour of utmost need 
We know not w^here to look for aid. 
When days and nights of anxious thought 
Nor help nor counsel yet have brought; 

2 Then this our comfort is alone. 

That w^e may meet before Thy throne, 
And cry, O faithful God, to Thee 
For rescue from our misery ; 

8 To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes, 
Repenting sore, with bitter sighs. 
And seek Thy pardon for our sin, 
And respite from our griefs within. 
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362 TRIALS. 

4 For Thou hast promised graciously 
To hear all those who cry to Thee, 
Through Him whose Name alone is great, 
Our Saviour and our Advocate. 

5 And thus we come, O God, to-day, 
And all our woes before Thee lay, 
For tried, afflicted, lo ! we stand, 
Perils and foes on every hand. 

6 Ah, hide not for our sins Thy face, 
Absolve us through Thy boundless grace, 
Be with us in our anguish still, 

Free us at last from every ill. 

T That so with all our hearts may we 
. Once more with joy give thanks to Thee, 
And walk obedient to Thy word. 
And now and ever praise the Lord. Amen. 

Hymn 608. (234 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

*' God is our hope and strength, a very present help in trouble.'' 

GOD of our life, to Thee we call, 
Afflicted at Thy feet we fall ; 
When the great water-floods prevail, 
Leave not our trembling hearts to fail. 

2 Friend of the friendless and the faint. 
Where shall we pour oar sad complaint? 
Where but with Thee, whose open door 
Invites the helpless and the poor? 

: 3 Did ever sinner plead with Thee, 
And Thou reject his lowly plea ? 
Does not Thy word still pledged remain, 
That none shall seek Thy face in vain ? 



CHRISTIAN LIFE. 363 

4 Then hear, Lord, our humble cry, 
And bend on us Thy pitying eye ; 
To Thee their prayer Thy people make, 
Hear us, for our Redeemer's sake. Amen. 



CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
Hymn 609. (I4I Anc. & M.) S. M, 

" Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God/' 

BLEST are the pure in heart, 
For they shall see our God; 
The secret of the Lord is theirs, 
Their soul is Christ's abode. 

2 The Lord, who left the heavens, 

Our hfe and peace to bring, 
To dwell in lowliness with men, 
Their Pattern and their King ; 

3 He to the lowly soul 

Doth still Himself impart, 
And for His dwelling and His throne 
Chooseth the pure in heart. 

4 Lord, we Thy presence seek ! 

May ours this blessing be ; 
Give us a pure and lowly heart, 
A temple meet for Thee. 

5 All glory, Lord, to Thee, 

Whom heaven and earth adore ; 
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One God for evermore. Amen. 



364 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 

Hymn 610. (146 Anc. & M.) III. 1. 

" Thou shalt call His name Jesus, for He shall save His people 

from their sins." 

CONQUERING kings their titles take 
From the foes they captive make : 
Jesus, by a nobler deed, 
From the thousands He hath freed. 

2 Yes ; none other name is given 
Unto mortals under heaven, 
Which can make the dead arise, 
And exalt them to the skies. 

3 That which Christ so hardly wrought, 
That which He so dearly bought. 
That salvation, mortals, say. 

Will ye madly cast away ? 

4 Rather gladly for that Name 
Bear the cross, endure the shame ; 
Joyfully for Him to die 

Is not death, but victory. 

5 Jesu, who dost condescend 

To be called the sinner's Friend, 
Hear us as to Thee we pray, 
Glorying in Thy Name to-day. 

6 Glory to the Father be, 
Glory, Holy Son, to Thee, 
Glory to the Holy Ghost, 

From the saints and angel-hoste Amen. 



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CHRISTIAN LIFE. 365 

Hymn 611. (169 Anc. & IV!.) C. M. 

"Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named.** 

ET saints on earth in concert sing 
J With those whose work is done ; 
For all the servants of our King 
In heaven and earth are one. 

2 One family, we dwell in Him, 

One Church, above, beneath ; 
Though now divided by the stream, 
The narrow stream of death. 

3 One army of the living God, 

To Ilis command we bow ; 
Part of the host have crossed the flood, 
And part are crossing now. 

4 E'en now to their eternal home 

There pass some spirits blest ; 
While others to the margin come, 
Waiting their call to rest. 

5 Jesu, be Thou our constant Guide ; 

Then, when the word is given, 
Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide, 
And bring us safe to heaven. Arnen^ 

Hymn 612. (|75 Anc. & M.) III. 1. 

"Fight the good fight of faith; lay hold on eternal life." 

OFT in danger, oft in woe, 
Onward, Christians, onward go ; 
Bear the toil, maintain the strife, 
Strengthened with the Bread of Life. 
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366 CHRISTIAN LIFE, 

2 Let not sorrow dim your eye, 
Soon shall every tear be dry ; 
Let not fear your course impede, 
Great your strength, if great your need. 

3 Let your drooping hearts be glad ; 
March in heavenly armour clad ; 
Fight, nor think the battle long, 
Soon shall victory wake your song. 

4 Onward then to glory move ; 

More than conquerors ye shall prove; 
Though opposed by many a foe, 
Christian soldiers, onward go ! 

5 Hymns of glory and of praise, 
Father, unto Thee w^e raise : 
Holy Jesus, praise to Thee 
With the Spirit ever be. Amen. 

Hynm 613. (176 Anc. &, M.) S. M, 

"My soul thirsteth for Thee, my flesh also longeth after Thee; 
in a barren and dry land where no water is.'' 

FAR from my heavenly home, 
Far from my Father's breast. 
Fainting I cry, blest Spirit, come, 
And speed me to my rest. 

2 My spirit homeward turns, 

And fain would thither flee ; 
My heart, Sion, droops and yearns, 
When I remember thee. 

3 To thee, to thee, I press, 

A dark and toilsome road 5 



CHRISTIAN LIFE. 367 

When shall I pass the wilderness, 
And reach the saints' abode ? 

4 God of my life, be near, 

On Thee my hopes I cast, 
guide me through the desert here, 
And bring me home at last. Amen, 

Hymn 614. (183 Ch. &. H.) C. M. 

" Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus." 

LORD, as to Thy dear Cross we flee, 
And plead to be forgiven. 
So let Thy life our pattern be, 
And form our souls for heaven. 

2 Help us, through good report and ill, 

Our daily cross to bear ; 
Like Thee, to do our Father's will. 
Our brethren's griefs to share. 

3 Let grace our selfishness expel, 
Our earthliness refine ; 

And kindness in our bosoms dwell, 
As free and true as Thine. 

4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly, 
And griefs dark day come on, 

We in our turn would meekly cry, 
" Father, Thy will be done.'^ 

5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife. 
Forgiving and forgiven ; 

may we lead the pilgrim's life. 
And follow Thee to heaven. Amen, 



368 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 

Hymn 615. (184 Ch. & H.) S. M. 

** Blessed are those servants whom the Lord, when He cometh, 
shall find watching." 

T7E servants of the Lord, 
\ Each in His office, wait, 
Observant of His heavenly word, 
And watchful at His gate. 

2 Let all your lamps be bright. 

And trim the golden flame ; 
Gird up your loins as in His sight, 
For awful is His Name. 

3 Watch ! 'tis your Lord's command, 

And while we speak He's near; 
Mark the first signal of His hand. 
And ready all appear. 

4 happy servant he. 

In such a posture found ! 
He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
And be with honour crowned. 

5 Christ shall the banquet spread 

With His own royal hand, 
And raise that faithful servant's head 
Amid His angel-band. 

6 All glory. Lord, to Thee, 

Whom heaven and earth adore ; 

To Father, Son, and lloly Ghost, 

One God for evermore. Amen. 



CHRISTIAN LIFE. 369 

Hj mil 616. (326 Ch. & H.) III. 3. 

JESUS, I my cross have taken, 
All to leave and follow Thee; 
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 

Thou, from hence, my all shalt be. 
Perish every fond ambition, 

All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; 
Yet how rich is my condition ! 
God and heaven are still my own. 

2 Let the world despise and leave me, 

They have left my Saviour, too ; 
Human hearts and looks deceive me. 

Thou art not, like them, untrue : 
And while Thou shalt smile upon me, 

God of wisdom, love, and might, 
Foes may. hate, and friends disown me ; 

Show Thy face, and all is bright. 

3 Men may trouble and distress me, 

'Twill but drive me to Thy breast; 
Life with trials hard may press me. 

Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. 
Oh ! 'tis not in grief to harm me, 

While Thy love is left to me ; 
Oh I 'twere not in joy to charm me. 

Were that joy unmix'd with Thee. 

4 Soul, then know thy full salvation. 

Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; 
Joy to find in every station 

Something still to do or bear. 
Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; 

Think what Father's smiles are thine ; 
Think that Jesus died to win thee ; 

Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 
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370 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 

5 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 

Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by prayer ; 
Heaven's eternal gates before thee, 

God's own hand shall guide thee there. 
Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; 
Hope shall change to glad fruition. 

Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 

Hymn 617. (329 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

HOW blessed, from the bonds of sin 
And earthly fetters free. 
In singleness of heart and aim, 

Thy servant. Lord, to be ! 
The hardest toil to undertake 
With joy at Thy command ! 
The meanest office to receive * 
With meekness at Thy hand ! 

2 With willing heart and longing eyes, 

To watch before Thy gate. 
Ready to run the weary race, 

To bear the heavy weight ; 
No voice of thunder to expect, 

But follow calm and still, 
For love can easily divine 

The One Beloved's will. 

3 Thus may I serve Thee, Gracious Lord ! 

Thus ever Thine alone, 
My soul and body given to Thee, 
The purchase Thou hast won ; 



CHKISTIAN LIFE. ^ 371 

Through evil and through good report 

Still waiting at Thy side, 
By life or death, in this poor flesh 

Let Christ be magnified ! 

4 How happily the working days 

In this dear service fly ! 
How rapidly the closing hour, 

The time of rest, draws nigh, 
When all the faithful gather home, 

A joyful company 1 
And ever where the Master is, 

There shall His servants be. 

Hymn 618. (330 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

THOU, whom my soul admires above 
All earthly joy and earthly love, 
Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know, 
Where do Thy sweetest pastures grow ? 

2 Where is the shadow of that rock 
That from the sun defends Thy flock ? 
Fain would I feed a.mong Thy sheep, 
Among them rest, among them sleep. 

3 Why should Thy bride appear like one 
That turns aside to paths unknown ? 
My constant feet would never rove, 
Would never seek another love. 

i The footsteps of Thy flock I see ; 
Thy sweetest pastures here they be ; 
A wondrous feast Thy love prepares. 
Bought with Thy wounds, and groans, and tears. 



372 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 

5 His dearest flesh He makes my food, 
And bids me drink His richest blood ; 
Safe on these hills, my soul would roam, 
Till my Beloved leads me home. 

Hymn 619. (333 Ch. & H.) HI. 1. 

NAY, I cannot let Thee go, 
Till a blessing Thou bestow; 
Do not turn away Thy face, 
Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 

2 Thou didst once a wretch behold. 
In rebellion blindly bold, 

Scorn Thy grace, Thy power defy, 
That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 

3 Once a sinner, near despair, 
Sought Thy mercy-seat by prayer ; 
Mercy heard and set him free, 
Lord, that mercy came to me. 

4 Many years have pass'd since then ; 
Many changes have I seen ; 

Yet have been upheld till now ; 
Who could hold me up but Thou? 

6 Thou hast help'd in every need, 
This emboldens me to plead : 
After so much mercy past, 
Cansi Thou let me sink at last 1 

6 'No ! I must maintain my hold ; 
'Tis Thy goodness makes me bold : 
I can no denial take, 
When I plead for Jesus' sake. 



CPIRISTIAN LIFE. 373 

i 620. (334 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

AM I a soldier of the cross, 
A follower of the Lamb ? 
And shall I fear to own His cause, 
Or blush to speak His name ? 

2 Must I be carried to the skies 
On flow'ry beds of ease, 
While others fought to win the prize, 
And sail'd through bloody seas ? 

8 Are there no foes for me to face, 
Must I not stem the flood ? 
Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
'To help me on to God ? 

4 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; 

Increase my courage, Lord ; 
I'll bear the cross, endure the pain, 
Supported by Thy word. 

5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war. 

Shall conquer, though they die ; 
They view the triumph from afar. 
With faith's enraptured eye. 

6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 

And all Thine armies shine 
In robes of victory through the skies, 
The glory shall be Thine. 

Hymn 621. (336 Ch. & H.) L. M. 







LORD, Thy counsels and Thy care 

My safety and my comfort are ; 
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374 DEVOTION. 

And Thou shalt guide me through my race, 
Till glory crown the work of grace. 

2 On whom but Thee, in heaven above, 
Can I repose my trust, or love ? 
And shall an earthly object be 
Loved in comparison with Thee ? 

3 My flesh is hastening to decay ; 

Soon shall the world have pass'd away ; 

And what can mortal friends avail, 

When heart, and strength, and life shall fail ? 

4 But Oh ! my Saviour, be Thou nigh, 
And I will triumph when I die ; 

My strength, my portion, is divine ; 
And Jesus is forever mine ! 



DEVOTION. 

MOENING. 
Hymn 622. (2 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

'^His compassions fail not : they are new every morning." 

NEW every morning is the love 
Our wakening and uprising prove; 
Through sleep and darkness safely brought, 
Restored to life, and power, and thought. 

2 New mercies, each returning day, 
Hover around us while we pray 5 



DEVOTION. 375 

New perils past, new sins forgiven, 

New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 

3 If on our daily course our mind 
Be set to hallow all we find. 

New treasures still, of countless price, 
God will provide for sacrifice. 

4 The trivial round, the common task, 
Will furnish all we need to ask, 
Room to deny ourselves, a road 

To bring us daily nearer God. 

5 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love 
Fit us for perfect rest above; 
And help us, this and every day, 

To live more nearly as we pray. Amen. 

Hymn 623. (3 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

'*He that followeth Me sbaU not walk in darkness, but shaH 
have the light of life.*' 

OJESU, Lord of light and grace, 
Thou brightness of the Father's Face, 
Thou fountain of eternal light, 
Whose beams disperse the shades of night; 

2 Come, Holy Sun, of heavenly love, 
Come in Thy radiance from above. 
And to our inward hearts convey 
The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray. 

3 So we the Father's help will claim, 
And sing the Father's glorious Name, 
And His Almighty grace implore 
That we may stand, to fall no more. 



376 DEVOTION. 

4 May He our actions deign to bless, 
And loose the bonds of wickedness; 
From sudden falls our feet defend, 
And guide us safely to the end. 

5 May faith, deep rooted in the soul. 
Subdue our flesh, oar minds control : 
May guile depart, and discord cease, 
And all within be joy and peace. 

6 O hallowed thus be every day ; 
Let meekness be our morning ray, 
Our faith like noontide splendour glow, 
Our souls the twilight never know. 

*J All praise to God the Father be ; 
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee; 
Whom with the Spirit we adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 621. (5 Anc. & M.) III. 4. 

" Unto you that fear Mj Name shall the Sun of Righteous- 
ness arise.'^ 

CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, 
Christ, the true, the only Light, 
Sun of Righteousness, arise, 

Triumph o'er the shades of night j 
Dayspring from on high be near, 
Daystar in my heart appear. 

2 Dark and cheerless is the morn 

Unaccompanied by Thee ; 
Joyless is the day's return 

Till Thy mercy's beams I see, 
Till they inward light impart. 
Glad my eyes, and warm my hearths 



DEVOTION. 377 

3 Visit then this soul of mine; 

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; 
Fill me, Radiancy Divine; 
Scatter all my unbelief; 
More and more Thyself display, 
Shining to the perfect day. Amen. 

THE THIKD HOUR. 
Hymn 625. (7 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

^' It is but the third hour of the day." 

COME, Holy Ghost, who ever One 
Art with the Father and the Son; 
Come, Holy Ghost, our souls possess 
With Thy full flood of holiness. 

2 In word and deed, by heart and tongue, 
With all our powers. Thy praise be sung ; 
May love enwrap our mortal frame. 

And others catch the living flame. 

3 Almighty Father, hear our cry 
Through Jesus Christ our Lord most High, 
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. 

THE SIXTH HOUE. 
Hymn 626. (8 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

"At noonday will I pray/^ 

OGOD of truth, Lord of might, 
Who orderest time and change aright. 
Brightening the morn with golden gleams, 
Kindling the noonday's fiery beams; 
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378 DEVOTION. 

2 Quench Thou in us the flames of strife, 
From passion's heat preserve our life, 
Our bodies keep from perils free, 

And give our souls true peace in Thee. 

3 Almighty Father, hear our cry 

Through Jesus Christ our Lord most High, 
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. 



d 



THE NINTH HOUE. 
Hymn 627. (9 Anc. & M.) L. M. 

'' The hour of prayer, being the ninth hour." 

OGOD, of all the Strength and Power, 
Who dost unmoved each passing hour 
Through all its changes guide the day, 
From early morn to evening's ray ; 

2 Brighten life's eventide with light 
That ne'er shall set in gloom of night; 
Till we a holy death attain 

And everlasting glory gain. 

3 Almighty Father, hear our cry 

Through Jesus Christ our Lord most High, 
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. 

SUNDAY MOENING. 

Hymn 628. (348 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

WHEN the worn spirit wants repose, 
And sighs her God to seek. 
How sweet to hail the evening's close, 
That ends the weary week I 



DEVOTION. 379 

2 How sweet to hail the early dawn, 

That opens on the sight, 
When first that soul-reviving; morn 
Sheds forth new rays of light ! 

3 Sweet day ! thine hours too soon will cease ; 

Yet while they gently roll, 
Breathe, heavenly Spirit, source of peace, 
A Sabbath o'er my soul. 

4 When will my pilgrimage be done, 

The world's long week be o'er. 
That Sabbath dawn, which needs no sun, 
That day, which fades no more ? 

EYENmG. 
Hymn 629. (I2 Anc. &, M.) C. M. 

" look Thou upon me and be merciful unto me." 

AS now the sun's declining rays . 
At eventide descend ; 
So life's brief day is sinking down 
To its appointed end. 

2 Lord, on the Cross Thine Arms were stretched 

To draw Thy people nigh ; 
grant us then that Cross to love, 
And in those Arms to die. 

3 All glory to the Father be, 
All glory to the Son, 

All glory. Holy Ghost, to Thee, 
While endless ages run. Amen. 



380 DEVOTION. 

Hymn 630. (is Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

"Thou shalt not be afraid for any terror by night." 

BEFOKE the ending of the day, 
Creator of the world, we pray 
That Thou with wonted love wouldst keep 
Thy watch around us while we sleep. 

2 let no evil dreams be near, 

Nor phantoms of the night appear ; 
Our ghostly enemy restrain, 
Lest atight of sin our bodies stain. 

3 Almighty Father, hear our cry 

Through Jesus Christ our Lord most High, 
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, 
Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. 

Hymn 63L (15 Anc. & M.) P. M. 

"Let the lifting up of my hands be an evening sacrifice." 

THE sun is sinking fast. 
The daylight dies ; 
Let love awake, and pay 
Her evening sacrifice. 

2 As Christ upon the Cross 

His Head inclined, 
And to His Father's hands 
His parting soul resigned; 

3 So now herself my soul 

Would wholly give 
Into His sacred charge, 
In whom all spirits live ; 



DEVOTION. 381 

4 So now beneath His Eye 

Would calmly rest, 
Without a wish or thought 
Abiding in the breast ; 

5 Save that His Will be done, 

Whatever betide; 
Dead to herself, and dead 
In Him to all beside. 

6 Thus would I live : yet now 

Not I, but He 
In all His power and love 
Henceforth alive in me. 

t One Sacred Trinity I 
One Lord Divine! 
May I be ever His, 

And He forever mine. Amen. 

Hymn 632. ' (16 Anc. & M.) III. 4 

"I win lay me down in peace, and take my rest." 

THROUGH the day Thy love has spared us, 
Now we lay us down to rest ; 
Through the silent watches guard us, 
Let no foe our peace molest ; 
Jesu, Thou our Guardian be ; 
Sweet it is to trust in Thee. 

2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, 
Dwelling in the midst of foes, 
Us and ours preserve from dangers, 
In Thine Arms may we repose, 
And, when life's sad day is past, 
Rest with Thee in heaven at last. Amen. 



382 DEVOTION. 

Hymn 633. (I7 Anc. &, M.) II. 3. 

" The Lord is my Light." 

SWEET SAVIOUR, bless us ere we go ; 
Thj word into our minds instil ; 
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow 

With lowlj love and fervent will. 
Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

2 The day is gone, its hours have run, 

And Thou hast taken count of all, 
The scanty iriiunphs grace hath won, 

The brokeix v^ow, the frequent fall. 
Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways 

True absolution and release ; 
And bless us, more than in pa^t days, 

With purity and inward peace. 
Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

4 Do more than pardon; give us joy, 

Sweet fear, and sober liberty. 
And simple hearts without alloy, 

That only long to be like Thee. 
Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

5 Labour is sweet, for Thou hast toiled ; 

And care is light, for Thou hast cared: 
Ah 1 never let our works be soiled 
With strife, or by deceit ensnared. 



DEVOTION. 383 

Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 

6 For all we love, the poor, the sad, 

The sinful, unto Thee we call ; 
O let Tb J mercy make us glad : 

Thou art our Jesus, and our All. 
Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. Amen. 

Hymn QU. (18 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

^' He shall give His angels charge over thee." 

GOD, who madest earth and heaven, 
Darkness and light ; 
Who the day for toil hast given. 

For rest the night ; 
May Thine angel-guards defend us, 
Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us. 
Holy dreams and hopes attend us. 
This livelong night. 

2 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping, 

And, when we die, 
May we in Thy mighty keeping 

All peaceful lie : 
When the last dread call shall wake us, 
Do not Thou our God forsake us. 
But to reign in glory take us 

With Thee on high. Amen. 



864 DEVOTION. 

Hymn 635. (19 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

"Now unto the King Eternal, Immortal, Invisible, the only 
Wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amen.'* 

TRINITY, most Blessed Light, 
UNITY of Princely Might, 
As now the fiery sun departs, 
Shed Thou Thy beams within our hearts. 

2 To Thee our morning song of praise, 
To Thee our evening prayer we raise ; 
Thee may our heart and voice adore 
For ever and for evermore. Amen. 

Hymn 636. (83 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

" I am the Light of the world." 

CHRIST, w4io art the Light and Day, 
Thy beams chase night's dark shades 
away ; 
The very Light of Light Thou art, 
Who dost that blessed Light impart. 

2 All-Holy Lord, to Thee we bend, 

Thy servants through this night defend, 
And grant us calm repose in Thee, 
A quiet night from perils free. 

3 Let not dull sleep the soul oppress, 
Nor secret foe the heart possess ; 
Nor Satan's wiles the flesh allure 
And make us in Thy sight impure. 

4 Light slumber let our eyelids take, 
The heart to Thee be still aw^ake ; ■ 



DEVOTION. 385 

And Thy Right Hand protection be 
To those who love and trust in Thee. 

6 Lord, our strong defence, be nigh ; 
Bid all the powers of darkness fly ; 
Preserve and watch o'er us for good, 
Whom Thou hast purchased with Thy Blood. 

6 Remember us, dear Lord, we pray, 
Whilst burthened in the flesh we stay; 
Thou only canst the soul defend, 

Be with us. Saviour, to the end. 

7 Blest Three in One, and One in Three, 
Almighty God, we pray to Thee, 

That Thou wouldst now vouchsafe to bless 
Our fast with fruits of righteousness. Amen. 

Hymn 637. (149 Anc. &, M.) C. M. 

** Thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, 
whose name is Holy : I dwell in the high and holy place, 
with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit.^' 

"^/FY God, how wonderful Thou art, , 

^ \X Thy majesty how bright. 
How beautiful Thy mercy-seat. 
In depths of burning light. 

2 How dread are Thine eternal years, 

everlasting Lord ; 
By prostrate spirits day and night 
Incessantly adored. 

3 How wonderful, how beautiful, 

The sight of Thee must be, 

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386 DEVOTION. 

Thine endless wisdom, boundless power, 
And awful purity, 

4 how I fear Thee, living God, 

With deepest, tenderest fears, 
And worship Thee with trembling hope, 
And penitential tears. 

5 Yet I may love Thee too, O Lord, 

Almighty as Thou art, 
For Thou hast stooped to ask of me 
The love of my poor heart. 

6 No earthly father loves like Thee, 

No mother, e'er so mild, 
Bears and forbears as Thou hast done 
With me Thy sinful child. 

T Father of Jesus, love's reward. 
What rapture will it be, 
Prostrate before Thy Throne to lie. 
And ever gaze on Thee. Amen. 

Hymn 638. (343 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

OH ! timely happy, timely wise. 
Hearts that with rising morn arise * 
Eyes that the beam celestial view, 
Which evermore makes all things new ^ 

2 New every morning is the love 
Our wakening and uprising prove ; 
Through sleep and darkness safely brought. 
Restored to life, and power, and thought. 



DEVOTION. 387 

3 New mereies, each returning day, 
Hover around us while we pray ; 
New perils past, new sins forgiven, 

New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 

4 If on our daily course our mind 
Be set to hallow all we find, 

New treasures still of countless price, 
God will provide for sacrifice. 

5 Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be. 
As more of heaven in each we see ; 
Sor*e softening gleam of love and prayer 
Shall dawn on every cross and care. 

6 The trivial round, the common task, 
Will furnish all we ought to ask ; 
Room to deny ourselves ; a road 
To bring us, daily, nearer God. 

Hymn 639. (344 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

UP to the hills I lift mine eyes, 
Th' eternal hills beyond the skies ; 
Thence all her help my soul derives, 
There my Almighty refuge lives. 

2 He lives — the everlasting God 

That built the world, that spread the flood ; 
The heavens with all their hosts He made, 
And the dark regions of the dead. 

3 He guides our feet. He guards our way ; 
His morning smiles bless all the day : 
He spreads the evening veil, and keeps 
The silent hours, while Israel sleeps. 



388 DEVOTION. 

4 Israel, a name divinely blest, 
May rise secure, securely rest ; 
Thy holy Guardian^s wakeful eyes 
Admit nor slumber, nor surprise. 

Hymn 640. (345 Ch. &, H.) HI. 1. 

QOURCE of light and life divine, 
lO Who dost make the light to shine ; 
Who didst deck creation's birth. 
Light from darkness calling forth : 

2 Shade of eve and morning ray, 
Who didst join and name them day ; 
Darksome night again draws nigh, 
Listen to our suppliant cry. 

3 Let us not, by sin deprest, 
Lose the way to endless rest ; 
Let no thoughts impure and vain, 
Down to earth our spirits chain 

4 Rather lift them to the skies, 
Where our dearest treasure lies ; 
Help us in our daily strife, 
Help us win the prize of life. 

Hymn 641. (351 Ch. &, H.) IIL 3. 

SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, 
Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
Sin and want we c^ome confessing ; 
Thou canst save and Thou canst heal. 



DEVOTION. 389 

2 Though destruction walk around us, 

Though the arrows past us fly, 
Angel guards from Thee surround us; 
We are safe if Thou art nigh. 

3 Though the night be dark and dreary, 

Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; 
Thou art He who, never weary, 
Watchest where Thy people be. 

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us. 

And command us to the tomb, 
May the morn in heaven awake us, 
Clad in bright, eternal bloom. 

Hymn 642. (352 Ch. &, H.) L. M. 

MY God, how endless is Thy love ! 
Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
And morning mercies from above. 
Gently distil like early dew. 

2 Thou spread'st the curtain of the night, 
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; 
Thy sovereign word restores the lights 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield my powers to Thy command. 
To Thee I consecrate my days ; 
Perpetual blessings from Thy hand. 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 

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Hj mu 643. (353 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

TO-MOEROW, Lord, is Thine, 
Lodg'd in Thy sovereign hand ; 
And if its sun arise and shine, 
It shines by Thy command. 

2 The present moment flies, 

And bears our life away ; 
0, make Thy servants truly wise, 
That they may live to-day. 

3 Since on this winged hour 

Eternity is hung, 
Waken by Thine almighty power 
The aged and the young. 

4 One thing demands our care ; 

0, be it still pursued, 
Lest, slighted once, the season fair 
Should never be renew'd. 

5 To Jesus may we fly, 

Swift as the morning light, 
Lest life's young golden beam should die 
In sudden, endless night. 

Hj mu 644. (355 Ch. &, H.) III. 1. 

Parting. 

FOR a season call'd to part, 
Let us now ourselves commend 
To tlie gracious eye and heart 
Of our ever-present Friend. 



DEVOTION. 391 

2 Jesus, hear our humble prayer ; 

Tender Shepherd of Thy sheep, 
Let Thy mercy and Thy care 
All our souls in safety keep. 

3 In Thy strength may we be strong ; 

Sweeten every cross and pain ; 

Spare us, that we may, ere long. 

Meet and worship Thee again. 

Hymn 645. (356 Ch. &, H.) C. M. 

SAVIOUR ! in mercy hear the sighs 
Which unto Thee we send ; 
To Thee our inmost spirit cries, 
Our Life, our Hope, our End I 

2 Abide with us, and with Thy light 
Illume the soul's abyss ; 
Dispel the darkness of our night, 
Bring in Thy day of bliss. 

SATUEDAY EVENING. 
Hymn 646. (358 Ch. &, H.) HI. 2. 

SAFELY through another week, 
God has brought us on our way; 
Let us now a blessing seek 

On th' approaching holy day ; 
Day of all the week the best, 
Emblem of eternal rest. 

2 Mercies multiplied each hour 

Through the week our praise demand j 
Guarded by almighty pow'r. 
Fed, and guided by His hand : 



392 FOR CHILDREN. 

Though ungrateful we have been, 
And repaying love with sin. 

3 While we pray for pard'ning grace, 

Through the dear Redeemer's name, 
Show Thy reconciled face, 

Drive away our sin and shame ; 
From our worldly cares set free. 
May we rest this night with Thee. 

4 When the morn shall bid us rise, 

May we feel Thy presence near ; 
May Thy glory meet our eyes, 

When we in Thy house appear ; 
There afford us, Lord, a taste 
Of our everlasting feast. 

5 May Thy gospel's joyful sound 

Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; 
Make the fruits of grace abound. 

Bring relief for all complaints ; 
Such the days of rest we love, 
Till we join the church above. 



FOR CHILDREN. 

Hymn 647. (362 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

THE morning bright, 
With rosy light, 
Has waked me from my sleep ; 
Father, I own, 
Thy love alone 
Thy little one doth keep. 



FOR CHILDREN. 393 

2 All through the day, 
I humbly pray, 

Be Thou my guard and guide ; 

My sins forgive, 

And let me live, 
Blest Jesus, near Thy side. 

3 Oh ! make Thy rest 
Within my breast, 

Great Spirit of all grace ; 

Make me like Thee, 

Then shall I be 
Prepared to see Thy face. 

Hymn 648. (365 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

ALMIGHTY God, Thy piercing eye 
Strikes through the shades of night : 
And our most secret actions lie 
All open to Thy sight. 

2 There's not a sin that we commit, 

l^oY wicked word we say, 
But in Thy dreadful book 'tis writ, 
Against the judgment-day. 

3 And must the crimes that I have done 

Be read and published there ? 
Be all exposed before the sun. 
While men and angels hear ? 

4 Lord, at Thy feet ashamed I lie, 

Upward I dare not look ; 
Pardon my sins before I die, 
And blot them from Thy book. 



394 FOR CHILDREN. 

5 Remember all the dying pains 
That my Redeemer felt, 
And let His blood wash out my stains, 
And answer for my guilt. 

Hymn 649. (366 Ch. &, H.) HI. 3. 

JESUS, tender Shepherd, hear us ; 
Bless Thy little lambs to-night ; 
Through the darkness be Thou near us ; 
Keep us safe till morning light. 

2 All this day Thy hand has led us, 

And we thank Thee for Thy care ; 
Kindly Thou hast clothed us, fed us, 
Listen to our evening prayer ! 

3 May our sins be all forgiven ; 

Bless the friends we love so well ; 
Take us, when we die, to heaven, 
Happy there with Thee to dwell. 

Hymn 650. (367 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

WHEX daily I kneel down to pray. 
As I am taught to do, 
God does not care for what I sa,y 
Unless I feel it too. 

2 Yet foolish thoughts my heart beguile, 
And when I pray or sing, 
I'm often thinking all the while 
About some other thing. 



FOR CHILDREN. 395 

3 Oh, let me never, never dare 

To act a trifler's part, 
Or think that God will he^** a prayer 
That comes not from the heart. 

4 But if I make His ways my choice, 

As holy children do, 
Then, while I seek Him with my voice, 
My heart will love Him too. 

Hymn 651. (368 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

TWANT to be like Jesus, 
So lowly and 'SO meek; 
For no one marked an angry word 
That ever heard Him speak. 

2 I want to be like Jesus, 

So frequently in prayer 
Alone upon the mountain-top, 
He met His Father there. 

3 I want to be like Jesus, 

For never do I find 
That He, though persecuted, was 
To any one unkind. 

4 I want to be like Jesus, 

Engaged in doing good, 
So that of me it may be said, 
*'She hath done what she could.'' 

6 Alas 1 I'm not like Jesus, 
As any one may see ; 
Oh, gentle Saviour, send Thy grace 
And make me like to Thee. 



396 DEATH. 



DEATH. 

Hymn 652. (392 Ch. & H.) HI. 1 

HARK I a voice divides the skj, 
Happy are the faithful dead, 
In the Lord who sweetly die ! 

They from all their toils are freed ; 
Them the Spirit hath declared 

Blest, unutterably blest; 
Jesus is their great reward, 
Jesus is their endless rest. 

2 Followed by their works they go, 

Where their Head is gone before ; 
Reconciled by grace below, 

Grace hath open'd mercy's door; 
Justified through faith alone, 

Here they knew their sins forgiven; 
Here they laid their burden down, 

Hallow'd and made meet for heaven. 

Hymn 653. (396 Ch. & H.) L. M. 

WHY should we start, and fear to die ? 
What tim'rous worms we mortals are ! 
Death is the gate to endless joy, 
And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
Fright our approaching souls away ; 
And we shrink back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 



DEATH. 397 

3 if my Lord would come and meet, 

My soul would stretch her wings in haste, 
Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd. 

i Jesus can make a dying bed 
Feel soft as downy pillows are ; 
While on His breast I lean my head. 
And breathe my life out sweetly there. 

Hymn 654. (398 Ch. &. H.) HI. 1. 

THOUGH I walk the downward shade, 
Deepening through the vale of death, 
Yet I will not be afraid. 

But, with my departing breath, 
I will glory in my God, 

In my Saviour I will trust. 
Strengthened by His staff and rod, 
While this body falls to dust. 

2 Soon on wings, on wings of love, 

My transported soul shall rise, 
Like the home-returning dove, 

Vanishing through boundless skies ; 
Then, where death shall be no more. 

Sin nor suffering e'er molest, 
All my days of mourning o'er, 

In his presence I shall rest. 

Hymn 655. (401 Ch. & H.) C. M. 

THERE is a good and pleasant land. 
On this side Jordan's stream • 
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398 DEATH. 

Where happy saints deh'ghted stand, 
And bask in glory's beam. 

2 Lord, let me know, before I die, 

The wonders of Thy hand ; 
And let rae see, with mortal eye. 
That good and pleasant land. 

3 And when Thy sovereign voice shall say, 

'' The World is not thy rest ; 
Arise, depart, and come away, 
To realms completely blest ; " 

4 Then shall my terrors all have ceased, 

Thy footprints I shall see. 
My Lord, my God, my great High-Priest, 
And I will pass to Thee ! 

5 If I have found upon the way 

A good and pleasant land ; 
What shall I find, when T survey 
The joys at Thy right hand ? 

Hymn 656. (405 Ch. & H.) IV. 2. 

TO Jesus, the crown of my hope. 
My soul is in haste to be gone ; 
Oh bear me, ye cherubim, up, 
And waft me away to His throne. 

2 My Saviour, whom absent I love, 
Whom, not having seen, I adore. 
Whose name is exalted above 
All glory, dominion, and power : 



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HEAVEN. 399 

3 Dissolve Thou the bands that detain 

My soul from her portion in Thee, 
Oh, strike off the adamant chain, 
And make me eternally free. 

4 Then that happy era begins, 

When arrayed in Thy glory I shine, 
And no longer pierce with my sins 
The bosom on which I recline. 

5 Oh, then shall the veil be removed, 

And round me Thy brightness be pour'd, 
I shall see Him whom absent I loved, 
Whom, not having seen, I adored. 



HEAVEN. 

Hymn 657. (412 Ch. & H.) C. M, 

MOTHER dear, Jerusalem, 
When shall I come to thee ? 
When shall my sorrows have an end ? 
Thy joys when shall I see ? 

2 happy harbour of God's saints I 

sweet and pleasant soil ! 
In thee no sorrow can be found. 
Nor grief, nor care, nor toil. 

3 No murky cloud overshadows thee. 

Nor gloom, nor darksome night ; 
But every soul shines as the sun ; 
For God Himself gives light. 



400 HEAVEN, 

4 Thy walls are made of precious stones, 

Thy bulwarks diamond-square, 
Thy gates are all of orient pearl: 
O God ! if I were there ! 

5 my sweet home, Jerusalem ! 

Thy joys when shall I see ? 
The King that sitteth on thy throne 
In His felicity ? 

6 Thy gardens, and thy goodly walks 

Continually are green, 
Where grow such sweet and pleasant flowers 
As nowhere else are seen. 

7 Right through thy streets, with pleasing sound, 

The living waters flow, 
And on the banks, on either side, 
The trees of life do grow. 

8 Those trees each month yield ripen'd fruit; 

For evermore they spring. 
And all the nations of the earth 
To thee their honours bring. 

9 mother dear, Jerusalem ! 

When shall I come to thee ? 
When shall my sorrows have an end ? 
Thy joys when shall I see ? 

Hymn 658. (414 Ch. & H.) P. M. 

JERUSALEM ! high tow'r thy glorious walls ! 
Would God I were in thee 1 
Desire of thee my longing heart enthrals, 
Desire at home to be : 



HEAVEN. 401 

Wide from the world outleaping, 

O'er hill and vale and plain, 
My soul's strong wing is sweeping, 

Thy portals to attain. 

gladsome day, and yet more gladsome hour 1 

When shall that hour have come. 
When my rejoicing soul its own free pow'r 

May use in going home ? 
Itself to Jesus giving, 

In trust to His own hand, 
To dwell among the living, 

In that blest Fatherland. 



A moment's time, the twinkling of an eye 

Shall be enough, to soar 
In buoyant exultation, through the sky 

And reach the heav'nly shore. 
Elijah's chariot bringing 

The homeward trav'ller there ; 
Glad troops of angels winging 

It onward through the air. 



Great fastness thou of honour ! thee I greet I 

Throw wide thy gracious gate, 
An entrance free to give these longing feet ; 

At last released, though late, 
From wretchedness and sinning. 

And life's long weary way ; 
And now, of God's gift, winning 

Eternity's bright day. 
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402 HEAVEN. 

6 What throng is this, what noble troop, that 
pours, 
Arraj'd in beauteous guise, 
Out through the glorious city's open doors, 

To greet my wond'ring eyes ? 
The host of Christ's elected, 
The jewels that He bears 
In His own crown, selected 
To wipe away my tears. 



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Of prophets great, and patriarchs high, a band 

That once has borne the cross, 
With all the company that won that land, 

By counting" gain for loss, 
Now float in freedom's lightness, 

From tyrant's chains set free ; 
And shine like suns in brightness, 

Array'd to welcome me. 



One more at last arriv'd they welcome there. 

To beauteous Paradise ; 
Where sense can scarce its full fruition bear 

Or tongue for praise sufi&ce ; 
Glad hallelujahs ringing 

With rapturous rebound. 
And rich hosannas singing 

Eternity's long round. 



8 XJnnumber'd choirs before the Lamb's high throne 
There shout the jubilee. 
With loud resounding peal and sweetest tone, 
In blissful ecstasy : 



HEAVEN. 403 

A hundred thousand voices 
Take up the wondrous song ; 

Eternity rejoices 

God's praises to prolong. 

Hymn 659. (417 Ch. & H.) P. M, 

IT^TERNITY! Eternity! 
J How long art thou, Eternity ? 
And yet to thee Time hastes away ; 
Like as the war-horse to the fray, 
Or swift as couriers homeward go, 
Or ship to port, or shaft from bow. 
Ponder, man. Eternity ! 

2 Eternity ! Eternity 1 

How long art thou. Eternity ? 
Even as on a perfect sphere, 
Nor end nor outset can appear. 
E'en so, Eternity, in thee. 
Entrance nor exit can there be. 
Ponder, man, Eternity 1 

3 Eternity ! Eternity ! 

How long art thou, Eternity ! 
A little bird with fretting beak 
Might wear to nought the loftiest peak, 
Though but each thousand years it came. 
Yet leave thee then, as now, the same. 
Ponder, man. Eternity ! 

4 Eternity I Eternity I 
How long art thou. Eternity ? 
How terrible art thou in woe. 
How blest where joys forever flow ! 
God's mercy shedding gladness bright, 
His judgment, bitterness and night. 
Ponder, man, Eternity. 



404 HEAVEN. 

Hymn 660. (23 Anc. &, M.) L. M. 

"There shall be no night there/' 

GREAT God, who hid from mortal sight 
Dost dwell in unapproached light, 
Before whose presence angels bow 
With faces veiled, in homage low ; 

2 Awhile in darkness we remain. 
And round us yet are sin and pain ; 
But soon the everlasting day 

Shall chase our shades of night away. 

3 For Thou hast promised, gracious Lord, 
A day of gladness and reward : 
A day but faintly imaged here 
By brightest sun at noontide clear. 

4 Too long, alas ! it still delays ; 
It lingers yet, that day of days ; 
Our mortal strife and toil must cease 
Before we win its heavenly peace. 

5 Then, from its fleshly bonds set free, 
The soul shall fly, O God, to Thee ; 
To see Thee, love Thee, and adore, 
Her blissful task for evermore. 

6 Great Trinity, our hearts prepare. 
The fulness of Thy joy to share ; 
Life's transient light may w^e improve, 
And gain eternal light above. Amen. 



HEAVEN. 405 



Hymn 661. (155 Anc. &, M.) C. M. 

"And He showed me a pure river of water of Life, clear as 
crystal, proceeding out of the throne of God and of the 
Lamb.'' 

A LIVING stream, as crystal clear, 
Welling from out the Throne 
Of God and of the Lamb on high, 
The Lord to man hath shown. 

2 This stream doth water paradise, 
It makes the angels sing ; 
One precious drop within the heart 
Is of all joy the spring : 

8 Joy past all speech, of glory full, 
I3ut stored where none may know, 
As manna hid in dewy heaven, 
As pearls in ocean low. 

4 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, 

Nor to man's heart hath come 
What for those loving Thee in truth 
Thou hast in love's own home. 

5 But by His Spirit He to us 

The secret doth reveal : 
Faith sees and hears: but for wings 
To touch, and taste, and feel; 

6 Wings like a dove to waft us on 
High o'er the flood of sin ! 

Lord of the Ark, put forth Thine hand 
And take Thy wanderers in. 

t praise the Father, praise the Son, 
The Lamb for sinners given. 
And Holy Ghost, through whom alone 
Our hearts are raised to heaven. Amen. 



406 HEAVEN. 

Hymn 662. (I67 Anc. Sl M.) C. M. 

" The things which are seen are temporal ; but the things which 
are not seen are eternal." 

THE roseate hues of early dawn, 
The brightness of the day, 
The crimson of the sunset sky, 

How fast they fade away ! 
Oh, for the pearly gates of heaven, 

Oh, for the golden floor, 
Oh, for the Sun of Righteousness 
That setteth nevermore 1 

2 The highest hopes we cherish here, 

How fast they tire and faint ! . 
How many a spot defiles the robe 

That wraps an earthly saint ! 
Oh, for a heart that never sins. 

Oh, for a soul washed white, 
Oh, for a voice to praise our King, 

Nor weary day nor night ! 

3 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope 

And grace to lead us higher ; 
But there are perfectness and peace, 

Beyond our best desire. 
Oh, by Thy love and anguish. Lord, 

And by Thy life laid down, 
Grant that we fall not from Thy Grace, 

Nor cast away our crown. Amen. 

Hymn 663. (!80 Anc. &, IVI.) C. M. 

'^When shall I come to appear before the presence of God?" 

JERUSALEM, my happy home. 
Name ever dear to me, 



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HEAVEN. 407 

When shall my labours have an end ? 
Thy joys when shall I see ? 

2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls 

And pearly gates behold ? 
Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, 
And streets of shining gold ? 

3 Apostles, Martyrs, Prophets, there 

Around my Saviour stand ; 
And all I love in Christ below 
Will join the glorious band. 

4 Jerusalem, my happy home, 

When shall I come to thee ? 
W^hen shall my labours have an end ? 
Thy joys when shall I see ? 

5 Christ, do Thou my soul prepare 

For that bright home of love ; 
That I may see Thee and adore. 
With all Thy saints above. Amen, 

Hymn 661. (182 Anc. &, M.) P. ^L 

^' There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God." 

THERE is a blessed Home 
Beyond this land of woe, 
Where trials never come, 

Nor tears of sorrow flow ; 
Where faith is lost in sight, 

And patient hope is crowned, 
And everlasting light 
Its glory throws around. 



408 HEAVEN. 

2 There is a land of peace, 

Good angels know it well, 
Glad songs that never cease 

Within its portals swell ; 
Around its glorious Throne, 

Ten thousand saints adore 
Christ, with the Father One 

And Spirit evermore. 

3 joy all joys beyond. 

To see the Lamb who died, 
And count each sacred Wound 

In Hands, and Feet, and Side; 
To give to Him the praise 

Of every triumph won. 
And sing through endless days 

The great things He hath done. 

4 Look up, ye saints of God, 

Nor fear to tread below 
The path your Saviour trod 

Of daily toil and woe ; 
Wait bat a little while 

In uncomplaining love, 
His own most gracious smile 

Shall welcome you above. • Amen. 

Hymn 665. (243 Anc. &, M.) P. M. 

" I saw the holy city, New Jerusalem, coming down from God, 
out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband." 

BLESSED city, heavenly Salem, 
Vision dear of peace and love, 



HEAVEN. 409 

Who of living stones art builded 
In the heig-ht of heaven above, 

And, with angel-hosts encircled, 
As a bride to earth dost move ; 

2 From celestial realms descending, 

Bridal glory round Thee shed, 
Meet for Him whose love espoused Thee, 

To thy Lord shalt thou be led: 
All thy streets and all thy bulwarks 

Of pure gold are fashioned. 

3 Bright thy gates of pearl are shining, 

They are open evermore ; 
And by virtue of His merits 

Thither faithful souls do soar, 
Who for Christ's dear Name in this world 

Pain and tribulation bore. 

4 Many a blow and biting sculpture 

Polished well those stones elect. 
In their places now compacted 

By the heavenly Architect, 
Who therewith hath willed forever 

That His Palace should be decked. 

5 Praise and honour to the Father, 

Praise and honour to the Son, 
Praise and honour to the Spirit, 

Ever Three, and ever One, 
One in might and One in glory. 

While eternal ages run. Amen. 

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Abide with me! fast falls the eventide 53 

Atfliction is a stormy deep 349 

Again the Lord of life and light 89 

Again the Lord's own day is here.. 99 

Alas! and did my Saviour bleed 18 

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! 186 

Alleluia! best and sweetest 340 

Alleluia, song of sweetness 338 

All glory, laud, and honour 151 

All hail, adored Trinity 211 

All hail the power of Jesus' name 46 

A living stream, as crystal clear 405 

Almighty God! I call to Thee 348 

Almighty God, Thy piercing eye 393 

All people that on earth do dwell 335 

All unseen the Master walketh 345 

All ye who seek for sure relief. 286 

Am I a soldier of the cross 373 

A mountain fastness is our God 305 

An exile for the faith 284 

Angels, from the realms of glory 115 

Angels, lament; behold, your God 163 

Angels, roll the rock away! ; 175 

Angels, wdiere'er we go, attend. 74 

Arm of the Lord, awake, awake 244 

Around the throne of God in heaven 255 

Asleep in Jesus ! 'blessed sleep 58 

Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep 265 

As now the sun's declining rays 379 

As with gladness men of old 132 

At the Lamb's high feast we sing 185 

Author of good, to Thee we turn 293 

Awake and sing the song 343 

Awake, my soul, to joyful lays ; 45 

Before the ending of the day 380 

Before the Lord we bow 31 

Behold a stranger at the door 291 

Behold the glories of the Lamb 199 

Behold the Lamb 166 

Behold the Lamb of God 311 



Behold the messengers of Christ 278 

Blessed city, heavenly :Salem 408 

Blessed Jesus, here we stand 228 

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Bl&st are the poor iD heart 363 

Blest day of God! most calm, most bright 94 

Blest Trinity, from mortal sight... 212 

Blow ye the trumpet, blow 3 

Bound upon th' accurstid tree 171 

Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed ; 236 

Bread of tiie world, in mercy broken 34 

Brief life is here our portion 65 

Bright and joyful is the morn 119 

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning 15 

By cool Siloam's shady rill 34 

Children of God lacking nothing 75 

Christ is made the sure foundation 242 

Christ the Lord is risen again 185 

Christ the Lord is risen to-day 184 

Christ, whose glory fills the skies 376 

Christians, awake, salute the happy morn 123 

Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove 210 

Come, hither! ye faithful 116 

Come, Holy Ghost, Creator blest 232 

Come, Holy Ghost, who ever One 377 

Come, Holy Spirit, come 204 

Come, let our souls adore the Lord 217 

Come, let us anew 126 

Come, let us join our cheerful songs 339 

Come, let us join our friends above 6 

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare 37 

Come, Tnou Traveller unknown...... 297 

Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures 279 

Come see the place where Jesus lay 187 

Come, Thou almighty King 341 

Come, Thou Holy Spirit, come 206 

Come unto Christ, ye weary 291 

Come, ye saints, draw nigh and wonder 176 

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy 2S8 

Come, ye souls, by sin afflicted 289 

Come, ye thankful people, come 223 

Conquering kings their titles take .'. 364 

Creator of the world, to Thee 137 

Creator Spirit! by whose aid 25 

Daughter of Ziox, from the dust 245 

Day of w^rath ! that day of mourning 61 

Dear Refuge of my weary soul 349 

Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall 302 

Depth of mercy! can there be 38 

Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord 98 

Disposer Supreme 276 

Does the gospel word proclaim 302 

Do not I love Thee, my Lord 321 

Earth has many a noble city 129 

Eternal beam of light divine 353 

Eternal Father, strong to save 264 

Eternity! Eternity 403 



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PAGE 

Far from my heavenly home > 366 

Far from the world, 6 Lord, I flee 54 

Father in whom we live 214 

For a season call'd to part — 390 

Forever here my rest shall be - 39 

Forever with the Lord 58 

For man the Saviom- shed 282 

For mercies countless as the sands 235 

For thee, oh dear, dear country 67 

For Thy dear saint, Lord 285 

For Thy mercy and Thy grace 124 

Forth from the dark and stormy sky 87 

Forth flames the standard of our King 168 

Forth in Thy Name. Lord, I go 54 

Forty days, and forty nights 144 

Fountain of good, to own Thy love 260 

From every stormy wind that blows 294 

From highest heaven th' Eternal Son 82 

Full of trembling expectation 351 

Glorious things of thee are spoken 5 

Glory be to Jefiis 157 

God eternal, mighty King 254 

God is in His holy temple 91 

God ! my supporter and my hope 316 

God of grace, let Thy light 247 

God of mercy, God of grace 131 

God of my life, through all its days 323 

God of our life, to thee w^e call 362 

God the Creator bless'd 90 

God the Father, from Thy throne 191 

God the Lord a King remaineth 263 

God who madest earth and heaven, 383 

Goto dark Gethsemane 20 

Great God, as seasons disappear 30 

Great God, who, hid from mortal sight 404 

Great High-Priest M''e view Thee stooping 165 

Great High-Priest, who deigu'dst to be 324 

Great Mover of all hearts, whose hand 141 

Great Shepherd of Thy people, hear 241 

Hail the day that sees Him rise 23 

Hail, Thou once despised Jesus 19 

Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding 9 

Hark ! a voice divides the sky 396 

Hark! my soul! it is the Lord 319 

Hark! the song of jubilee 136 

Hark! what mean those holy voices 13 

Head of the hosts in glory 84 

Hearts of stone, relent, relent 171 

He is risen, He is risen 174 

Here, in Thy Name, eternal Cod 240 

He, who once in righteous vengeance 156 

His trial o'er, and now beneath..... 169 

Holy Father, great Creator 28 

Holy Ghost! with light divine 205 

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PAGB 

Holy, holy, boly! Lord God Almighty 213 

Holy, holv, holy Lord 200 

Holy, holy, holy Lord 216 

Holy Spn-it, Lord of light 203 

HosHDua to the living Lord 12 

Hosauna to the Prince of light 196 

How blessed, from the bonds of sin 370 

How blest were they who walked in love 139 

How bright those glorious spirits shine 280 

How rich Thy favours, God of grace 344 

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 43 

How welcome was the call 267 

If human kindness meets return 236 

In grief and fear to Thee, Lord 220 

In the sun, and moon, and stars 112 

In the vineyard of our Father 252 

In Thy Name, Lord, assembling 97 

Israel in ancient days 70 

I sing the almighty power of God 72 

I think when I read that sweet story of old 257 

I want to be like Jesus 395 

Jesu, grant me this, I pray 312 

Jesu, meek and gentle 300 

Jesu, meek and lowly , 164 

Jesu, my Lord, my God, my all 331 

Jesu, our hope, our heart's desire 195 

Jesu, the very thought of Thee 327 

Jesu! the very thought is sweet 133 

Jesu, the world's redeeming Lord 189 

Jesu, Thy mercies are untold 326 

Jesus Christ is risen to-day 23 

Jesus, I my cross have taken 369 

Jesus, in Thee our eyes behold 201 

Jesus, let Thy pitying eye 16 

Jesus lives! no longer now 188 

Jesus, Lord, we kneel before Thee 150 

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone 307 

Jesus, my Saviour, look on me 310 

Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear us 394 

Jesus! the very thonglit of Thee 41 

Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness 40 

Jesus, where'er Thy people meet 92 

Jerusalem! high tow'r Thy glorious walls 400 

Jerusalem, my happy home 59 

Jerusalem, my happy home 406 

Jerusalem, the golden 65 

Join all the glorious names 77 

Joy to the world, the Lord is come 135 

Just as I am, without one plea 38 

Kindred IN Christ ! for his dear sake 86 

Let me not, Thou King Eternal 64 

Let saints on earth in concert sing 365 



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Lift your glad voices in triumph on high 177 

Light's glittering morn bedecks the sky 180 

Liglit of tiiose wliose dreary dwelling 108 

Little travellers Zionward 257 

Look, ye saints ; the sight is glorious 198 

Lol from the desert homes 270 

Lo! he comes in clouds descending 105 

Lo! Jesus stands with open arms 290 

Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee 367 

Lord, at Thy temple we appear 120 

Lord God, the Holy Ghost 26 

Lord, go with us, and we go 262 

Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine 234- 

Lord of the harvest, once again 225 

Lord! in the morning Thou shalt hear 96 

Lord, in this Thy mercy's day 147 

Lord, in Thy Name Thy servants plead 1% 

Lord, lead the way the Saviour went 259 

Lord of the harvest, hear 247 

Lord of the worlds above 93 

Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high , 268 

Lord, teach us how to pray aright 295 

Lord, Thine appointed servants bless.. 238 

Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven , 44 

Lord, Thy word abideth 71 

Lord, when we bond before Thy throne 145 

Lord Divine, all love excelling 322 

Mart to the Saviour's tomb 175 

May the grace of Christ our Saviour.. 98 

Messiah! at Thy glad approach 110 

Mortals, awake ; with angels join 117 

My dear Redeemer and my Lord 17 

My faith looks up to Thee 32 

My God, accept my heart this day 33 

My God, how endless is Thy love 389 

My God, how wonderful Thou art 385 

My God, I love Thee, not because 42 

My God, my Father, while I stray 359 

My God, my King, Thy various praise 340 

My God! the covenant of thy love 229 

My God, when at Thy throne I bend 304 

My Saviour, as Thou wilt..., 52 

My Saviour, on the word of truth 318 

My song shall bless the Lord of all 119 

My spirit longeth for Thee 294 

Nay. I cannot let Thee go 372 

Nearer, my God, to Thee 55 

New every morning is the love 374 

No blood of bird or beast 78 

No more, my God, I boast no more 307 

Not by the martyrs' death alone 283 

Not with our mortal eyes 342 

Now at the Lamb's high royal feast 178 

Now gird your patient loins again 10 



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Now thank we all our God 227 

Now to the haven of Thy breast 354 

Christ, who art the Light and Day 884 

Christ, who dost prepare a place 329 

come, all ye faithful 121 

come and mourn with me awhile 162 

come, let us raise 249 

come, my partners in distress 313 

come, come, Emanuel 103 

O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 246 

Father, Thou who hast created all 230 

for a thousand tongues, to sing 79 

Of the Father's love begotten 122 

Oft in danger, oft in woe '. 365 

God, of all the strength and power 378 

God of life, whose power benign 212 

God of love, King of peace 219 

God of truth, Lord of might 377 

God, our help in ages past 75 

God, unseen yet ever near 237 

God, Thy soldiers' great reward 281 

guardian of the Church Divine 269 

hallowed head! compell'd to bow 170 

heavenly Jerusalem 274 

heavenly Word, Eternal Light 101 

help us, Lord, each hour of need 149 

help us. Lord; each hour of need 299 

Holy Spirit, Lord of grace 326 

Oh for a heart to praise my God 49 

Oh, glorious hope of perfect love 317 

Oh lead me to the rock 356 

Oh, sacred head, now wounded 21 

Oh! timely happy, timely wise 386 

Oh, what, if we are Christ's , 358 

Lamb of God, for sinners slain 168 

let him. whose sorrow 360 

Lord, behold before Thy throne 251 

Lord, in perfect bliss above 138 

Lord, how happy should we be 312 

Lord, how joyful 'tis to see , 332 

Lord most high. Eternal King 192 

Lord, my best desire fulfil 51 

Lord of hosts, whose glory fills 239 

Lord, Thy counsels and Thy care 373 

Lord, turn not Thy face from me 146 

love divine, how sweet Thou art 334 

love, how deep ! how broad! how high 325 

love, who formedst me to wear 330 

Merciful Creator, hear... 142 

mother dear, Jerusalem 399 

On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry 103 

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 60 

On the mountain's top appearing 134 

Once more, Lord, Thy sign shall be 11 

Once more the solemn season calls 141 



A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 417 

PAGE 

Once the angel started back 173 

One sole baptismal sign 83 

JesLi, Lord of light and grace 375 

praise our God to-day 261 

sacred head, surrounded ; 160 

Saviour, leave us not alone 147 

Saviour, who for man hast trod 193 

sinner, lift the eye of faith 158 

Thou by long experience tried 344 

Thou, from whom all goodness flows 357 

Thou who didst prepare 262 

Thou who dost to man accord 143 

Thou who hear'st the prayer of faith 309 

Trinity, most Blessed Light 384 

wisdom, who o'er earth below 106 

worship the King 336 

Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed 209 

Pain and toil are over now 173 

Pleasant are Thy courts above 87 

Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair 76 

Pour out Thy Spirit from on high 238 

Praise, my soul, the King of heaven 337 

Praise, praise, our God and King 224 

Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore Him 337 

Praise to God who reigns above 271 

Prostrate, dear Jesus! at Thy feet 303 

Quiet, Lord, my froward heart 346 

Eejoice, rejoice, believers 113 

Bejoice to-daj' with one accord 226 

Resting from His work to-day 163 

Return, my roving heart! return , 148 

Ride on! ride on in majesty 152 

Safelet through another week 391 

Saviour, breathe an evening blessing 388 

Saviour! in mercy hear the sighs 391 

See, He comes! whom every nation 9 

See the destined day arise 161 

See the ransomed millions stand 113 

Send out Thy light and truth, God 243 

Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless 233 

Show pity, Lord; Lord, forgive 301 

Sing Hallelujah; sing , 222 

Sion's Daughter, weep no more 155 

Six days of labour now are past 100 

Son of the Highest, deign to cast 284 

Soon and forever , 316 

Source of light and life divine 388 

Sow in the morn thy seed .' 259 

Spirit of mercy, truth, and love 208 

Spirit of Truth ! on this Thy day 27 

Spirit, pour'd on Pentecost 202 

Stand up and bless the Lord 92 

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Stand up, my soul, thy fears dismiss 201 

Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear 57 

Sweet is the work, my God, my King 97 

Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go 382 

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 159 

Sweeter sounds than music knows 118 

Take up thy cross, the Saviour said 287 

That day of wrath, that dreadful day 104 

The Advent of our King 102 

The ancient law departs 127 

The atoning work is done 22 

The billows swell, the winds are high 352 

The Church has waited long Ill 

The eternal gifts of Christ the King 276 

The God of harvest praise 221 

The Heavenly Child in stature grows 130 

The heavens "declare Thy glory, Lord 69 

The Lamb's high banquet called to share 183 

The Lord ascendeth up on high 198 

The Lord descended from above 216 

The Lord is risen indeed 177 

The Lord will come, the earth shall quake 109 

The morning bright 392 

The roseate hues of early dawn 406 

The royal banners forward go 153 

The Saviour stood on Olivet 197 

The Son of God goes forth to war 7 

The starry firmament on high 70 

The strain upraise of joy and praise 47 

The sun is sinking fast 380 

The voice at midnight came 266 

The voice of free grace 80 

The year is gone, beyond recall 125 

There is a blessed home 407 

There is a book, who runs may read 140 

There is a fold whence none can stray 150 

There is a fountain filled with blood 4 

There is a good and pleasant land 397 

There is a happy land, far, far away 256 

They come, God's Messengers of love 272 

Thou art gone to the grave! but we will not deplore thee 35 

Thou art gone up on high 194 

Thou art my hiding-place, Lord 354 

Thou hidden love of God, whose height t. 320 

Thou hidden source of calm repose 308 

Thou very present aid.. , 357 

Thou, whom my soul admires above 371 

Thou, whose Almighty word 29 

Though I walk the downward shade 397 

Three in One, and One in Three 214 

Through the day Thy love has spared us , 381 

Thy way is in the sea 314 

'T is by Thy strength the mountains stand 220 

To Christ, the Prince of peace 333 

To Jesus, the crown of my hope 398 



A TABLE OP FIRST LINES. 419 

PAGB 

To-morrow, Lord, is Thine 390 

To the Name of our salvation 81 

'T was on that dark, that doleful night 233 

Up to the hills I lift mine eyes .• 387 

Watchman! tell us of the night 108 

We come not with a costly store 134 

We're travelling home to heaven above 292 

We sing the praise of Him who died 154 

What a strange and wondrous story 251 

What our Father does is well 218 

What sinners value I resign 315 

What star is this, with beams so bright 128 

What various hindrances we meet 296 

When daily I kneel down to pray 394 

When God of old came down from heaven 207 

When His salvation bringing 250 

When I can trust my all with God 347 

When in the hour of utmost need 361 

When musing sorrow weeps the past 355 

When, my Saviour, shall 1 be 346 

When the worn spirit wants repose 378 

Where high the heavenly temple stands 24 

While with ceaseless course the sun 14 

Who are these like stars appearing 273 

Who shall the Lord's elect condemn 306 

Why should we start, and fear to die 396 

Why should the children of a King 205 

With jov we hasten to the place 95 

Within Thy courts have millions met 95 

Words are things of little cost 253 

Ye choirs of new Jerusalem * 179 

Ye hearts with youthful vigour warm 230 

Ye servants of the Lord 368 

Your harps, ye trembling saints 350 

ZiON stands with hills surrounded 85 



A TABLE OF SUBJECTS. 



HYMN 

Kedemption 213, 286 

The Church 215, 293 

Advent 218, 315 

Christmas 223, 330 

New Year 224, 310 

Epiphany * 225, 314 

Lent 226,359 

Passion Week ; 228 

Good Friday 230 

Easter 233, 395 

Ascension 231, 414 

Whit-Suudav 236, 426 

Trinity Sundav 239,436 

Thanksgiving-Day 241, 448 

Confirmation 243 

The Lord's Supper 245,461 

Sunday-schools 246 

Funerals 247,499 

Prayer 248, 528 

Repentance 249, 536 

Faith 250,541 

Love 253 

Praise 256, 574 

Peace 260,586 

Daily Devotion 264 

Death 269, 652 

Judgment 273 

Eternity 274 

The Holy Scriptures 278 

Creation 282 

Providence 283 

The Lord's Day 299 

Circumcision 343 

Septuagesinaa, etc 354 

The Sunday next before Easter 370 

Passion Week and Good Friday 372 

Easter Even 394 

Kogation Days 412 

Fast-Day 444 

Baptism and Confirmation 456 

Ordination and Institution of Ministers 468 

Laying the Corner-stone of a Church 470 

Consecration of a Church 471 

Missions 474 

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A TABLE OF SUBJECTS. 421 

HYMN 

Parish and Sunday-schools 480 

Infant Schools. 487 

Charitable Occasions 491 

At Sea 495 

Holy Matrimony 501 

Ember Days 502 

Nativity of St. John Baptist 504 

Saint Michael and all Angels 505 

All Saints' Day 507 

Apostles 509 

Evangelists 511 

Martyrs, etc 513 

Invitation 520 

Hope. 551 

Joy 583 

Trials 590 

Christian. Life 609 

Devotion 622 

For Children 647 

Heaven , 657 

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